in life one is always
balancing
like we juggle our mothers
against our fathers
or one teacher against another
(only to balance our grade average)
3 grains of salt
to one ounce truth
our sweet black essenceor the funky honkies down the street
and lately I've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something
we used to talk all night
and do things alone together
and i've begun(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
Nikki Giovanni
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