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THANKS FOR COMMING TO THE SPOT THERE WILL BE UPDATES SOON! HOLLA BACK! .<font-weight:bold> <font-weight:bold> Founder of the worlds Tastee`s Chocolate Inc.
 "A Salute To Black Men" Good Black Men are indeed all around us. We pass then on the streets, in the malls and the halls at work. Most we cant see because we dont know what a good man really looks like. He usually isnt flashy enough or rich enough to turn our heads.He might not wear a suit or push a Lex. He might not have a "body like Tyson with a Denzel face." But, as you mature, you realize its better to find someone whos got your back then someone who turns your head. A good Black Man doesnt agree whole heartedly with everything you say. He doesnt just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He doesnt declare how sensitive, sweet, caring, sincere, yada yada he is (he wont have to because it shows). He has his own opinions and you may clash, but he doesnt have to degrade you to prove hes right. He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same. A good Black Men is not going to meet every time on your checklist. He is human with frailties and faults mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your love and respect. He needs to feel that you dont live to "catch" him doing something wrong so you can declare, "Aha! I knew you were a dog!!" A good Black Man doesnt necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentines Day gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable to him. Dont judge him by TV standards. No one is really living a fairy tale. You'll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that out men are no good. It's just not true. Black Men, we salute you, and thank you for who you are and all you have done. We Love You! Thinking of You In the early morning, I`m whispered awake by thoughts of you. I`m at work going through the motions of the day, but my head is filled with thoughts of you. I`m running errands doing the shoulds and have to`s of life, but my step is light, with love for you. I`m with friends, talking and laughing, keeping up with thier lives, but my heart beats in anticipation of you. I`m near sleep my body tired from the day, but my mind is dancing with everything about you and I wonder.... Whatever did I used to think about, before I spent all my time thinking about you? "The Kind Of Woman I AM" I am a woman. At times even a lady . And at any time, a willing, passionate, talented partner in bed. I also like to be held and talked to During those lonely hours of the night. When I feel so alone in the world, crying into my pillow. Theres never anyone to hear me or to care. Maybe I should become the kind of woman men seem to like: A perfect 38-24-36 and the type to snicker and flirt and act dumb for a man. But that isnt who I am, and I will not be that kind of woman. Or accept the man who wants me that way. Still, nights like tonight the loneliness is overpowering. I begin to doubt in the kind of woman I am. I wonder when, if ever, there will be that man Who can appreciate me and see into my heart and soul And realize the loneliness lurking there. With the need and ability to love someone til were old and gray And who trust in the woman Iam To keep the heart and soul of he man Safe from harm for all eternity. |
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