To become a more credible writer on black love and other topics I think intersect with it (and because I have a problem), I recently picked up some new books, one of them being Love Poems by Nikki Giovanni.  Although I have yet to finish the book of poems, the ones I’ve read so far remind me that poetry doesn’t always have to be serious.  Some of her poems are silly, in the same way one feels when they are in love, or at least should feel.  Her poem, “Love Is,” inspired me to start this challenge of 100 love poems in 100 days.  The book is close to 100 pages, so I that’s why decided 100 days.  To the best of my ability, I will post them daily to share them and hold myself accountable.  My friend has offered to join me on this journey.  Some of these poems will be about former lovers, some will be about future lovers, some will be about lovers I have never had and likely will never have.  Recently, I have been comparing men to roller coasters.  My favorite roller coaster is not my favorite because of how it looks, but because of how it makes me feel.  I hope to display feelings I have had and the feelings I want to feel from a truly unconditional love.  

Day 1/100

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I couldn't tell that you were giving me 50%         everyone else 40%    |including her|                and only 10% to yourself.

I never understood how to properly ratio things         making everything 1

You never understood the wholeness of           1