(30/30) Aswad (After Nina)
The Prompt for day 30: write a poem about something that returns.
I am remembering a photo,
I could smell its blackness;
Duke, Raven and Cocoa Butter.
They coil together without apology,
courageous and thundering.
They were the shape of the universe;
Afro blue suspended in tangerine and
cotton candy nebula
voices like pineapple syrup
over pound cake.
I turn the volume up on
their beauty
tasting each note
touching their sound;
the want for this type
of love is
returning.
© 2020 Abruvanamedsly
I am remembering a photo,
I could smell its blackness;
Duke, Raven and Cocoa Butter.
They coil together without apology,
courageous and thundering.
They were the shape of the universe;
Afro blue suspended in tangerine and
cotton candy nebula
voices like pineapple syrup
over pound cake.
I turn the volume up on
their beauty
tasting each note
touching their sound;
the want for this type
of love is
returning.
© 2020 Abruvanamedsly
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