The writings of Dawn René Austin

 I love energy If your energy is right, I’ll love on youThey ask what if it is a woman? I say, if her energy is right, I’ll love on her
Slim chance Because even though I love energy, I am obsessed with the physicality of the black man.  
It could be as minor as the arch in his foot The pace of his walk or maybe even his stance But all his minor, major movements put me in silly girl trance
Maybe it’s the strength of his legs or the power in his hands Or the boldness of his style that drives me to the arms of the black man
See I’m super-duper fly No lie  It’s not because of the brands I garnish But how amazing my melanin armor looks next to his
See it might be his broad shoulders or the directness of his speech Or the feel of his skin when it’s pressed against me It’s the calmness of his tone that keeps me compelled And the rhythmic story that his heartbeat tells
See he’s my honor, my gift from the OneBecause nothing could be crafted so perfectly and not be one
The world may not see you and appreciate what’s given  But I see and love everything in them  
I can love whoever I chose to love, this I can  But nothing compares to the love I have for the black man.  
Sincerely, their biggest fan.   
DRA  💙  

This how I know I’m better than her. 

A shameful declaration, I know.

An unpopular opinion, but a truth is a truth, even if it is only my truth.

She is the lust of a sinner

I am the prize of a winner

How I figure

If we are one, she’s less than point-five. 

I make him whole. 

She only makes his ego rise. 

This is why I am paraded around as the face of the enterprise. 

I am his personal vault where his secrets lie. 

She is just a place where deceit derives with secret lies. 

She walks in the dark. 

I walk in the light.

She’s spoken of in whispers.

My name is broadcasted with a title when I enter. 

She is minimized to a mistake and I am visualized as a future he wishes to make.

But his interpretation of her and I place is not how my truth was made. 

But any woman willing to marginalize herself to second place is my truth’s starting place. 

Her existence is unbeknownst to me. 

But the desperation in her is why my presence is known to her. 

Time spent and things received are my overflow. 

My Family first that’s why she’s never quite sure if he’s going to show. 

She’s a soul sucking leech that believes living in the shadow is where a woman is suppose to be. 

She will trash me and speak negatives into his ear due to fear that she will never get her chance to finally be the new me. 

Low self-esteem brings her to low morality. 

Where’s the pride that says I’m your queen, no side act, but the main event. 

 Where’s the respect at? 

This is why I’m his life and she’s a pastime, a little something on the side line. 

What type of woman’s see’s him only when she can? 

 I see him when and if I plan. 

She begs and cries when he don’t stay.  

I’m unbothered because I know his head lie where his heart stay. 

    And I’m the current land lord over his emotional estate. 

This isn’t the proof for my truth. 

But any female openly participates in the destruction of another woman’s heart is where my truth starts.  

And this is where my humility departs.

She’s a bottom feeder. 

Soul sucking leech.

Wait a minute, I said that already. 

She is a bottom feeder.

A succubus with no morals.

The whore of Babylon.

An illustration for deception. 

A capsule of hate.

A waste of air and space. 

A passed around used mistake.

I am everything she’ll never be a respected woman that never creeps. 

Loved, beloved, a trophy, his everything. 

Prideful, loyal, something he’ll never leave. 

Intelligent, confident, something he’ll always need. 

Beautiful, sexy and a bedroom goddess. 

I’m queen everything. 

But even these things aren’t the reason for my truth. 

Any woman willing to compromise herself for the sake of love is comparable to who. 

So here is the bases for my truth. 

When I learned of her existence, I did what she couldn’t do. 

I did what myself respect demanded me to do.

Identify, visualize and accept the truth. 

Separate and depart before the same sickness she has reached my mind and penetrated through. 

I found out that I was in love with a man that I was better than too. 

So, I took away this blessing and turned this trio into a singles group. 

This is my truth. 

​DRA  💙