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...