#cue the jill scott song he loves me

[portrait-of-ariel]

I want Qimir to retwist Osha’s clay locs, taking his time to learn the texture of her hair and appreciate how different it is from his own. I want him to interlace his fingers around the coils, then massage her temples while he cleanses her scalp, as they shower together. I want Osha to trust him so immensely that she lets him do these wonderful things to her without protest or fearing judgment for her texture. Instead she leans into this new comfort, luxuriating in all the ways he makes her feel beautiful and special.

As a black woman, this would mean so much to me—having her be loved on in such a way that’s rarely shown on television.

[portrait-of-ariel]

Excited by your cologne,

Your hair,

Your smile,

Your intelligence,

You tease me,

You please me,

Give me some things to think about,

Ignite me,

You co-write me,

You insight me to chorus.

insp.