I Will Wait

I Will Wait

                          By: Josee S. Etienne

One who`ve never failed, can never truly achieve

One who`s never felt pain, can never recognize true love

For we are too impatient to wait for what we truly deserve.

Willing to settle for less, because they fall on our possibility curve

But I will wait.

 

I will wait for a man who loves me the way God loves his people.

And he will move me like June 28, 1998 God created a miracle.

He will have faith like mother did, when told I was too frail to make it.

Faith like she prayed instead of cried,

 Faith to get down on her knees and ask for a guide.

 

He will move me like June 2012 when I gave myself to Christ.

He will be there for me like August 2013 when I was too broken to even cry.

My tears were afraid, and my knees were too weak to fall.

He`ll hold me like July 2011, I held my baby sister.

And he`ll be strong like I needed to be on June 2012 my sisters went on Vacation and only one came back.

He`ll protect me like the angels did on December 2014 when I should have died in that car crash over the bridge, but I`m walking today. For six broken ribs, two broken clavicles, and dislocated shoulder was less pain then I anticipated.

And yes we will fight, the way I fight against my insecurities. And we will laugh, the way I laugh when others think they can get to me.

Many will love with only their hearts but I also love with my soul. I might be a tyro at love for my soul have yet to be embedded.

But I'll love so hard till I'm dreaded

The way the poor craves satisfaction I'll bless you with all my attention

The way my body loves the sound of music with a love so pure almost acoustic.

That the thing about love and pain may look alike but they're not the same

He will destroy my pain, like the revelations. And take me back in time to Genesis, where he will provide me light brighter than the sun.  So I will wait.

I will wait for the day, my skin color is no longer a barrier. When hand in hand we will through those gates.

We'll keep waiting on the world to change.

For black women are made of brown sugar and warm honey, the sweetest thing to bless the earth. Be wary of anyone who tells you otherwise.

I Wil wait for the guy who makes me shiver making me Suter at the sound of his voice

 

He'll get on every single nerve. But it's the nerves and veins that pumps blood through our body making us feel alive. And I'll be high on life for he I will inhale. He'll give me this warm out in my Atlantic world. As he burn away my scars and stitch up my sorrows. And higher I'll go, cocaine in my system. And my lungs he'll pump

I'll cringe with every single touch of his palm.

I'll fly away from my fears and responsibilities as he will pull me back to reality. Reminding me that this is a cruel world and yes pain and love are so similar yes pain and love are so similar these days that girls are settling for a horrific pain just to avoid falling into the abyss of a lonely love life. Hey I did it too, so who am I to judge?

Because now they all have the same haircuts the same clothes but trust me baby girl something's different. For a little girl grown up in a cold cold world where nothing's what it seems will wait. Now lethargic of the liars the heart breakers the racist the close minded wanna be smokers the wanna be Christians the wanna be lovers. So I will wait.

He'll never lay a hand on me for he'll know that my skin tend to withhold hand prints of disappointment. Cause you see I’m complicated lover. I'll fall into your kiss but wrap up my heart. Not to victimize yet to realize.

A frail girl leaving day to day on the public for her life is just a comic. Laughing at her pain. So I will wait

It's not like I'm asking for much:

Just a smart good looking passionate must love dogs And cats kids family God food don't forget food funny must not see color adventurous. Must have goals weird and nerdy tall great eyes and nice hair.

Ok maybe it's a little much so I'm willing to compromise but I deserve no less.

This poem is about: 
Me

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