This Man

This man

he

knows me

From the hairs on

my belly

to the curve of my breast.

 

This man

he

knows me

From the heights

of irrationality

to the depths

of desire.

 

This man

he

knows me

From before

children

drunkenness and stupor

To after

children

neediness and lack of glamour

 

This man

he

knows me

Sometimes

I think

better than

I know myself.

Love him. Yes I do.

Love him. Yes I do.

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown 2013

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