Poems from laylarowe
I’m an actress,
not because I hide my face behind masks,
my personality in characters,
my feelings in my façade.
I’m an actress,
I am...
“Why can’t you date a nice black man?”
Says my dad,
What makes color?
Eyes, or melanin
Or is it all in the mind?
Is it just a perception...
To whit the most passionate excesses wave from the body
as secrets are exchanged
and the innermost lights of ones soul reveals itself...