Black Love Is.....

They say real love is fading away, but we know better.  Not our love.  Our love is serious.  Our love is as sweet as a cool breeze on a hot, sticky morning.  Our love is as wild as a summer rainstorm.  Our love touches your lips, caresses your shoulder, rocks you to sleep at night.  Our love crackles with life like an old 45 record.  Our love grooves hip to hip.  Our love leads a nation, with power and promise and hope.  Our love endures - it ain't goin' nowhere, no how.  Our love is real.

        - Jeannine Amber, written for Essence Magazine Feb 2011