Had In Mind! ? Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I was a warthog
In search of beauty.
I've never been to the city
Before but,
Often stared at the lights.
I sat my voicemail &
Ventured off into the beauty
Of it all.
Plus size buildings, thick curvy
Streets.
Everything I couldn't imagine
Available on every corner.
I began to picture life as
A giant wish list.
I did not want to go home.
I was a warthog in search of my idea
Of beauty.
I picked up my phone & set my voicemail
To stranded, thinking about you.
I've never met anybody that stares
At me the way that you do.
You've undressed me and made me feel
Comfortable in my own skin.
You gave me a place to believe that was mine.
The bottom of your stomach was not
Exactly what I had in mind