April 04, 2013 — Originally posted Nadira’s Locs
With him, I am perfect. My locs feel like sun rays, my eyes can see forever, my body—the Taj Mahal of the sky. With him, I am whole. With him, I speak God—and life, well it becomes simplistic.
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