a little love poem
I want to hold you like sacred space
Like the prayers of the little girl I used to be
before life made miracles seem impossible
I want to kiss you like hopeful
Like the anything I believed in before humanity
taught me how to bleed
Can I just be the need you actually want
The lover that doesn't turn into a memory of regret
I don't want to be a memory,
but I want to be a part of them
I want to be the someone behind your smile
The dancer you share moonlight with
Let's make love the stage our hearts will applaud
at the climax of forever
And we will perform the encore
for the rest of our lives
Quickie Poem #2 4/19/15
It's not that I have forgotten you
It's just that when you left & closed the door behind you,
I ripped open my chest
& hid the key beneath my ribcage
That way I could remember how painful it was to love you
And not to go back
Never breathe in the chaos
because you will choke on humanity’s lack of being humane
They will turn you into a tragedy that is only written down to sell books
and not to save hope
They will pull woes to the surface of your chest
and convince you that you’re only living to die
They will use your insecurities to cut ankle
and make you believe you ain’t got nothin…
Nothin to stand on
They will write the chaos on your skin
like it’s your identity
And not just a part of your wholeness
And if you let them,
they will brand you hopeless
So don’t you let them"
Kiss me like summer...
Back when the streets were safe...
Before paper soldiers
and Scarface wanna BEs
littered the block
Becoming (Working Title)
While soul searching,
I tripped into your world
Fell in love with the way your lips
released your voice
I fell for the hope in you
the light lacing stars on the tip of your tongue
the way you walked rhythm into blues
the way you cried sunset on every horizon
the way you cuddled my breath like future
the way you wrote silence so loudly
down my spine,
and reminded me of beautiful
the way you said my name
like the falsetto of a love poem
You took me to forever and back again
so I could feel us on repeat
Your fingertips took me to heaven
and let the neighbors hear the God in me
My heartbeat murmured your name
So sweetly, you showed me motion
And I no longer felt like myself...
I felt like us ...
Late Night Conversations
Late night conversations
about what we would do if we could do...
Some unholy thangs that pull the religion from our throats
that choke moans from our brown bayous
that mix like head boards and R. Kelly in the rain
that spill into fantasies being pimped out by our hearts ...
dear future *short poem*
I apologize for taking you for granted
Haphazardly thinking you would always be there
But now I cherish you
Reach back for me...
Just one more time
And I swear I'll be more careful with your possibilities..."
-Melanie YeYo Carter-
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