Art on my Mind

I am in love with two women. Females that have touched my innermost places- crevices that have been acknowledged by no one. Their presence erases the thought of lesbianism from my mind- there isn't such a word, only a label. Who pays those any attention?
I've absorbed the works of bell hooks/ Ntozake Shange and have fallen head over heels for what they write. I dwell on the words documented in their stories, poems. These are words that have embraced their lives, their spirits and intellect. Hooks-Shange are beautiful, powerful Black women. I admire their strength for writing. Communication between pen-paper-mind.
These two women fulfill my need of understanding. I am appreciative of what they've taught me, of how to develop into a powerhouse of spirit and fidelity. To give love towards myself- first and foremost. They teach me to put myself at the top of my priority because no one will dress the Black woman's wounds better than herself.