When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed. - Maya Angelou

I have need of a friend. There is one and only one who will give the air from his failing lungs for my body's mend. And that one is my love.

The needs of a society determine its ethics, and in the Black American ghettos the hero is that man who is offered only the crumbs from his country's table but by ingenuity and courage is able to take for himself a Lucullan feast. Hence the janitor who lives in one room but sports a robin's-egg-blue Cadillac is not laughed at but admired, and the domestic who buys forty-dollar shoes is not criticized but is appreciated. We know that they have put to use their full mental and physical powers. Each single gain feeds into the gains of the body collective.

I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.