Life is stagnant now
Misplaced is how I feel
My heart churning 
My breast burning 
My clit yearning FOR LOVE
You may never know when your love is true If you can never TRULY be you 
They say that opposites attract 
And I say change can't fix that
My life is stuck 
Down deep in Oshun's river blues
Where all my guardian angels say, " I can't feel you."
Life is stagnant again "BE-YOUtiful" he called me.
"I love you," he loved me. 
Reminiscing yet finessing on what was once my own true loves kiss
"My first," I say.
As I gaze with nostalgia
Within the midst of my own regressive abundance 
My chest is being uplifted yet suspended Upon my polluted green sky 
Before my angelic heart can attempt to fly