Music: Kadeem Clarke-Samuel
I wonder the first sound
That music ever heard
That convinced such a powerful
Thing to make its ears its whole world
I wonder if the ocean shivered
The first time it felt skin
And what kind of loss it must
Have been dealing with to take us in
And what didn't the stem give
The flower that it should expose
Its rose to all these people
It doesn't know the soil
That it's grown from did it
Fail to see its beauty
So the rose had to bloom away
Hurt by a closeness that you
Would hope would promise
A spiritual devotion
You know sometimes
I'm broken by regret
That I made you my stem
I don't want to bloom
Into the eyes of any other men
But a flower needs
At least one set of eyes
As a reminder that its petals
Deserve a softer and kinder kind of fire
You, picked me from the earth
Before you knew all my desires
I just pray our love inspires
You to choose me when you wake
Next to me you lay the best choice
I ever made and I hope you feel
The same my rib center
Has your name on it
I pray my son one day
Has your face on him
I pray that this morning gives
You enough tenderness to extend it
Or at least a reminder that two
Of us were meant
For this and sometimes
That means putting more
Thought and more effort in
I can tell you how I'd like for you to see me
I could write a list of dates
For you to plan that I'd find dreamy
I can build memories
Right back into our gaps to feel the closeness
But really I just need to see you act on love
I need to see devotion