Damn the Prayers of Permanency – Amina Akinola Bamidele
my body harbours the doom of growth
not me. I hold my little laughter
fondly. in the beauty of the night, I wrap
around my man, he calls me sugar
my body harbours the doom of growth
not me. I hold my little laughter
fondly. in the beauty of the night, I wrap
around my man, he calls me sugar