Our Love

With each passing moment IT is slipping further and further past my fingertips.

IT is getting so far out that I am feeling its warmth less and less.

IT is getting so far out that its picture perfect image is becoming quite blurry.

I am reaching out for IT, but I can barely grasp IT.

I’m afraid that I am going to lose IT…

Already I feel defeated, but hope has whispered into my ear, “It’s not over until the Gorda Bitch sings her funky tune baby!”

Well then, I’m going into battle for IT, because IT, is worth fighting for!

Are you coming with? Let’s grab ahold of OUR LOVE!

Say you’ll never let me go, and I won’t let go.

#poetrycorner #ourlove #unitedindependence

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I Always Land On My Feet

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Soaring high in this abstract sky, so high that my face is zipping through the wispy clouds.

My body feels light and airy, my tummy is laced with butterflies, and my mind is delightfully responsive to my oxytocin-filled brain.

“Ahhhhh”, I let out a deep breath, close my eyes, and chuck my hands up with the muscle of faith.

There aren’t any barriers, borders, or boundaries up here; it’s a rather freeing experience.

However, just as I become comfortable and trusting in the adventure, life rips the magical carpet from beneath me.

“Gasp!”, I try not to become overcome with fear and panic as I take a nose dive, heart first, towards the cold earth.

But, like a boisterous feline, I always land on my feet.

I brush my shoulders off, adjust myself, pick a direction, and start walking…

They say what goes up must come down and it’s all in the landing!

FLASHBACK

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OMG!
There it is.
It’s happening again.
It’s uncontrollable.
It’s taking over and holding my cognitions hostage.
My heart rate is increasing as the excitement pulses through my tiny blue veins.
My blood pressure is elevated and not due to genetics and/or too much salt.
Wait!
What’s this?
I’m over here smiling to myself.
Can you picture my incredibly huge, radiating smile?
Now I’m closing my sultry brown eyes, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth as I bask in your sweet memory.
I can almost smell your manly scent.
My goodness, I can almost still… (eh hem; clears throat) feel… you……
Mmmm, that flashback.

#HappyHumpDay 

The Disappearing Act

The pleasantry has subsided.

The optimism overcome with cynicism.

The fire extinguished, as the magic has weakened.

Its vibrancy has faded into darkness; its ink covered by white-out.

Its lively spirit crushed, as its flirty seduction is overshadowed by grimness.

The twinkle is now a dud.

The curve has flattened.

What once shined effortlessly is now resentfully forced.

What was once there has now vanished…

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My Smile.

**poetry corner**

Hope you enjoyed reading. As always, thank you for stopping by and showing love and support. Feel free to comment anytime (love what I write, hate it, can relate to it, suggestions, feedback, etc…. it’s all good) 😉

At A Loss For Words….

I look into your eyes prepared to utter my truths, but the tight lump in my throat obstructs the words.  

I take a deep breath while my thoughts fumble and jumble and eventually convince me to refrain.  

But, wait, I’m determined to express how I feel!!!  Oh, who am I kidding?  My cognitions are so commanding.  

They manage to silence my feelings by way of intimidation.  Somehow, all that I wanted to say sounds like, “Yea, I’m ok”, followed by a faux smile.    

ADVENTURE

never a DULL moment, filled with EXCITEMENT!

on this ROLLERCOASTER ride with my hands in the air.

seeking that ENTHUSIASTIC thrill; that’s my KRYPTONITE!

ya know I really don’t care if ya FEELING me, right?

doesn’t play by the rules; RESTLESS…..OH yes!

provokes all of my SENSES, tells me who’s ALPHA.

LOVING the EXPERIENCE of this amazing adventure!

SOLD

Just Because I Do!

This throwback jam has had me rockin’ out all week. Yes, I gets my alternative on sometimes. Don’t judge me! It’s funny that I was a freshman in high school when this song was released, but that does not mean the message is not valid. I find that I am attracted to people for various reasons. I do not really have a type…I go with how the person makes me feel.

I have only really had what people refer to as “real feelings” for a total of three people within my little 29 years of life. The other two are in the past, so I am relating this post to my present. He has made comments, essentially asking why do I like him. I have kind of been offended, because, I’m like, don’t ask me that, MoFo, just accept it and roll with it.

With that said, his questioning of my affection has led me to actually giving it some thought. I have drawn the conclusion that I simply like him for him. This has naturally led me to recalling the attached song, “Hey Leonardo (She Likes Me For Me)” by Blessid Union of Souls. Anyone who truly knows me, knows that my life is a big song filled with endless lyrics. Lol!

I guess I will let him know that I like him because he is an awesome person and at this time I welcome him in my life. So, let’s ride this thing out til the muthafluffin wheels fall off!

Hope you enjoyed the jam and my rant!

Daily Prompt: That’s Amore…”My First Love”

Think of your longest relationship: describe how your love has changed over time; did you go from the giddiness of infatuation, to mad passion, to deep respect, esteem, and friendship? Tell us about your love story.

We were on the metro bus when we noticed each other. I was chilling, you were chilling. We were both on our way to an event at our high school. We sparked up light convo, talking about whatever; probably nothing important. You were jamming with your portable compact disc player. I asked what you were listening to and you told me you had just copped that new Montell Jordan Jonx! When you asked if I wanted to listen, I felt butterflies in my stomach. As I listened to the rest of “Get it on Tonight”, I noticed how cute you were.

Once we arrived to our destination you offered to walk me to my group of friends before linking with yours. Funny, how you gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before parting ways. I always wondered if you noticed my goofy ass friends giggling??? Who would’ve thought that moment would mark the beginning of a novel friendship turned puppy love; later turned significant intimate relationship, before ending in tragic heartbreak?

We loved hard! No one could touch us and nobody could tell us nothing! We had so much passion. I felt so happy and safe with you; cherished and respected you, until things changed and I no longer did. Regardless of how, why, when, and even where our relationship ended, you were the best first love a girl could ever ask for. Thank you for the good times and all of the life lessons. Thank you for being a part of my journey into womanhood and contributing to the successful woman I’ve become. The experience is priceless.

Sn: You can go choke yourself for all of the F*cked up times though. #RealTalk 😛 LOL

DP:that’s amore

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