But, She Loved Me (Poetry)
I found myself seeking freedom in dark places.
Darkness: the absence of light.
She felt familiar.
I knew her.
She held me, caressed my hair, made me feel safe.
Safe got me there, safe kept there.
Darkness showed me love but Light Let Me Love.
Opened the door back to the love I used to be, the light I used to see.
She let me become the only definition I needed of free.
Deeply loving and living as me.
Steven Jermaine Jones
A Jamaican born, African American, Lifestyle Fashion Photographer based in Washington D.C.
I love to create art with my camera. It never leaves my side.
I love to create art with my words.
Love. Live. Beautifully.