Don't call me babe

I am not your babe.

Don't call me babe,
Don't call me darling,
Don't call me sweetie,
Don't call me honey.

Don't call me, and I mean it

You fell in love with my flowers

but not my root,
So then, when autumn came 

You didn't know what to do.

You liked my made-up face 

but jumped through the window when I took out my make-up. 

You liked my Indian hair wig till I took it out and

You saw my three-week-old natural hair suku.
You liked what you saw on the outside

But ran away when you saw beneath the beautiful.

#humor#love#poetry

Originally published on 10/30/2016 at 3:03 AM.