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br/> It Takes two---mind,body and spirit---to make a relationship work. Many of us go through life--shouting from the rafters that we do not need/require anyone else---'that we got our own'. Well I have also done this at times--an felt like super woman while shouting it..I have been reviewing things in my mind and come to the realization that everyone needs someone. Rather it be a spiritual confidant, a friend, a lover etc..The fact is this we were all created to add to the components/ quality of life for those around us---and by doing this,it could make a difference to someone else, ourselves or something in between. You feel me. I believe in being self sufficient---however I also feel that being 'self sufficient' does not mean being 'selfish'....So reach out and make a difference---a kind word is FREE....
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My special treasures: my 2 sons and daughter born 1/21/2010.. (pics on my page)
Let Me Sign (by me)
Please allow me to walk barefoot across your mind and soul- sinking my essence into your heart and curious soil. I have wandered the earth and have watched life through curious eyes; pain, love, death, birth, passion, joy and muffled cries--thru all of these experiences and emotions, I have yet to find the one person with whom my soul can simply sign to it, its presence, its voice, aroma, heat, fire and stillness. Why is it that many feel that a room must be filled with words? When in my opinion--silence is sometimes best. So for now I walk the line--until its time for my love to sign
Funny Fact---My Oldest Son Looks Like Actor Taylor Lautner-
Compare To My Son's Pic On MY Pic Display. Lol.
Twelfth Night by William Shakespear
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Halloo your name to the reverberate hills And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out 'Olivia'.
FINDING YOU written by me
When I first saw you, you caught my attention, and though you didn't know it--you stepped to me correct. Your walk, your stance and the way you held your hands when you spoke, captivated my attention, like a moth to a flame. My ears yearned for each word that glided from your lips. But hey--- you know, I had to play hard and act casual, like you were just talking sh**. So I would periodically look across the room, smile casually and act very vague about the whole situation. But unknown to you, you were all in my imagination. But hey, I never wanted to let on that your verbalization was igniting my internal, mental and physical stimulation. In my mind-- we were softly dancing on the floor,you whispering sweet sonnets of 'baby do you remember this,and do you remember that' and we both laughing to each other in muffled tones. Gently rocking to the music in inaudible groans.Your hand gently resting upon my hip, my head resting upon your neck, while I secretly bit my lip. You see, in my mind--- we were old to each other and comfortable in each others arms, like old school friends sitting by a fire. You brotha were deeper than physical, you were my spiritual desire. I wanted to know who, where and why you were standing here. My mind was racing with questions, that my lips refused to utter. So numbly and casually I poised, though inside I was all a flutter.You were meant for me to know, at that moment, that time and on that day. But my arrogance and casually stepped in and I simply allowed you to walk away. As I watched you walk away, I knew a mistake had been made, and the sh** was just not right. But then came arrogance whispering 'girl there isn't any such thing as love at first sight'. Now, I move through hours, days and years reminded of what not to do. So when you return to my path again, this time brotha, I --will-- step-- to you.
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FLAVOR (by me)
Angel (By me) She walks in beauty throughout the nights and the days. She protects her body sacredly, like a Holy man prays. It was her who held you throughout the night when you cried, it was her shoulder you leaned upon while your fears subside. All of your past, ugliness and secrets you cannot conceal. it is she who knows you down and dirty, clarified on the real. So why is it so hard to believe in what you cannot see? Perhaps due to systematic conditioning of perception and reality. Letting down your cool, giving in to trust, can still be cool. Versus being an unbeliever, unprotected and ultimately the fool. Im not saying 1 religion is better than the other, or 1 is right, what basically is important is to respect we lay down all the same and sleep at night. People live life stuck on silly stuff like bling bling, race and color. Disrespecting women, while demanding respect for their own disrespected mother. You see, this is all a circle of life that we travel. Today you may be the victor, tomorrow your %#&@$! can unravel. Know this, you are never to big to bow your head and pray, I don't care to who ---just do it in your own dedicated way. As she moves through beauty through the nights and the days.
I am soft, sweet and razor sharp when required to be. I am a woman, mother, daughter. I am much deeper than any page or photo image that you see. I am professional, sexy, smart, silly,hippy and think care free. Damn that is alot of things to be all wrapped in one. In life there are no straight lines, if so we'd all be walking the straight and narrow. Sometimes it takes walking and crawling through rough paths to get to the finish line. Most people tend to act like there is this model of the perfect man or woman on earth to complete them. I do not feel this way. My ideal soul mate is a man who can make me thirsty for his spoken words, make me crave him spiritually, emotionally and physically without ever having to touch me. A man who knows a single rose is as powerful as a dozen when given with true concern/compassion and love. I seek to know a man such as this.
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line
I have many thingz in this life that I've be taught/Trained to do. But the most longed for, and awaited--is to put down these words to you. I love you, and each day that I wake, I smile. I look into the sky,and praise the Lord for you he make. I flow with theze thoughtz and rhyming is an easy thing to do---but %#&@$! it, Im sharing how--I feel, my true love to you..Here it iz. I'm so into u n my mind that---I float throughout my day. Thatz sum deep knee bending hypnotical, magical and real %#&@$!.... (continue reading)
