In honor of Maya: I am not worthy, but she is certainly one of my greatest inspirations!
His Hand
Dorothea Davis
5/28/2014
I felt his hand holding me up
The pedestal was not enough
His strong masculine affirmation was pressed
Against my thighs and I leaned
I leaned into him and on him and he pressed against me
My confidence did not come from his within but without and was
Complimented by all that he supported me with
Love, dignity, respect and honor did he clothe me like his Queen
In royal purples and rich red hues he clothed me and love me too
I felt his hand holding me, squeezing me, caressing me and blessing me
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