Suspended
White lover's touch.....
There's is beauty in diversity, no doubt
There's beauty in learning new culture, new styles, new places, new dancing, new music...
The beauty of loving that difference
What you are not, you may become
What they are not, they may become
And sometimes that glue works so well
But what if you are suspended like me
Up there somewhere, maybe nowhere
The hidden woman, the secret desires that the public shouldn't know
That the family shouldn't meet, the grandmother may not like
Its that difference thing again
Loved behind closed doors
Promised in locked whispers
Accepted in shut lips
Needed in the "darkest hour"
Suspended
Suspended
Used, misused, reused.
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