An Original Spoken Word by Judayah Murray | February 12, 2016

YOU don’t love ME?
You must not know who I am because
I’ve kissed the sun and tap danced on its rays,
I’ve skipped all the way home
with a cloud under my arm
just to remind you that I deserve praise.
I know the heat can get to you, but honey, so can I
I am a woman, and I’m black and I’m equipped to make you laugh
because even the sun loves me.
Bask in my glory
Extend your arms and embrace my story
I am immeasurable with the power to make you come
to your senses.
You ought to
love me the way kings love queens,
the way toes love sand,
the way pen loves paper,
the way PB loves jam
Here I am.
Take me.
Because even in my rawest form
I am a creature of mother nature,
and the daughter of the sun.
That’s why my skin is so bronze
and my hair is so fun.
I am a black woman
and I am warm enough.
I love with no warning,
no regard to your time nor space
And I expect in return.
My affection isn’t free
I’m the reason for growth
and the glimmer of the sea
And when the day is done
I need you to admire who I’ve become.
I am a beautiful black woman,
love scorching