Lou sei

I love that white flower
in your long black hair
Unapologetic

I imagine I can smell its scent
though I am standing
across the street
It is salt and sun
like the backs of my forefathers
who refused to bow

I love that white flower
in your long black hair

It speaks to me
in soft vowels saying

you are

quietly confident

in who

you are

and where

we are from

I love that white flower
in your long black hair