Poems from JasmineMyles
let me breathe,
been working through winter
And working through the summer breeze
and the hot wind leaves my body tingling,
humanity cuts...
I want to touch the soul, with words that sounds like gold.
I want to hold the world's feelings in the words of my notes.
I want to behold...
Beautiful black women drug through the dirt,
we're beautiful black diamonds,
stripped from inherent rights to be beautiful, strong black...