A PanAfricanist Queer Womanist Collective
The moonlight was just right against the ocean,
My baby was right next to me.
We breathed at the same pace, in unison and understanding.
No words needed to be spoken.
As our hands intertwined our minds became one…
The heavens smiled, the stars danced.
The Gods knew, they whispered in my ear;
“Child you are home”
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