You\'ve got a sexy set of lips that others find irresistible causing many to dream about kissing them. You make people break their no-kissing-on-the-first-date rule!
Lord, send me a male friend I can go out with and feel like a woman, and not just some chick. I want to feel attractive and feminine when I'm with him. I want someone who will miss me when we can't talk and can't wait to see me when we have plans or talks to me until we both fall asleep. Sends me flowers just because. Notices the smallest changes to my hair. Knows my favorite color without me having to tell him. He can enjoy quiet times or walking in the rain. He'll listen to me vent and then massage my shoulders, telling me it will be ok. He will enjoy the childish things I like to do like coloring books, and even buy me crayons. He knows how to shut me up with a kiss, plays with my earlobes, and kisses me on the forehead. He'll hold my hand. He loves to see me dressed up and appreciates it when I dress up for him and is torn between showing me off and keeping me all to himself. He's romantic and can make a meal at McDonalds feel special. He doesn't mind driving, and even prefers it. He opens doors and argues with me about who will get the check this time. He appreciates the little things I do like ordering him lunch so he doesn't have to go out on rainy days like today. He uses chopsticks when we eat Chinese. He knows how to kiss, from little nibbles to erotic brain burners. He'll wink at me from across the room. I'll catch him staring at me just because. Being in his arms will feel like home and not an apartment I'm renting. The slightest touch will make me quiver. He'll know how to be a man and take control. His strength will make me shiver; his smile will make me melt, and his touch? Man oh Man. He'll call me baby and it will feel like no other man has called another woman that except him to me. He'll sit through a John Mayer concert and actually enjoy parts of it. He'll write me bad poetry that I'll love because he made the effort. I won't have to worry about him looking at other women, even though I know other women are staring at him. He'll be educated, not only by school, but by the streets. He's 100% gentlemen but will kick butt when the time comes. He's all about protecting what's his, and doesn't give it up easily. He's a hard worker, but plays hard too. He refuses to settle when it comes to the major things in life. He's saved and not just attending church. And when the time is right proposing won't be something he has to question, but the only option because he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Now..Is that too much to ask???
"Ode to my Journal"
And that is where I am Right now and
I have tried over and over to seperate and to organize my thoughts
And I`m still not there.
May this Book be my savior from insanity and depression.
And I have spent hours in silence listening to the voices in my head
and they shout at me all at once in mass confusion, No understanding.
May this book be my road to happieness and enlightenment.
And so many times I thought back on memories laced with your presence and silent tears fall down my birth-marked cheek.
A life that is over but lives on.
May this book be my verbal photo album of our times together and remind me of my love for you.
And many a time has my thoughts moved fast like a
traffic jam, conjesting my vision and getting me no where.
Oh Please may this book be my hiding place from my doubts and fears and feed my front of strength and confidence. LIR96
Mine eyes have seen the glory of you walking my way
The way you sway
to an unheard hip hop beat
thick with bass and bass on bass
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the way you ooze man
The ora of hidden struggle
in the strength of your arms
solid like Iron, Petrified Wood
a mixture of both
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the way you make me laugh
The richness of your voice like too sweet candy
causeing the best tooth ache ever, Not good for me but good anyway
Mine eyes ahve seen the glory of YOU
Black MAN- Builder of all
Father to all
Your Ora of hidden Struggle
The way you ooze man
Hearing the richness of your voice
as you walk my way
with that sway
to an unknown hip-hop beat
thick with bass upon bass upon bass covered with bass.....
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