Though I spoke of moving forward

At first I sat still

Soaked

Allowed your breath

And called it

Cloak

A design that many first scoffed at

Now the design is prototype

You are the…

Whenever I think I’m in love

You di a p  r

I appear courtesy of myself

In hopes that you appear

At all

At all my grand openings

You have been there

In closing

I’m hoping

Of

Badu

Bantu knots

Forget me nevers

And several gaps closed

Maps written in palm

I long

For a trace

And outline