He claimed to be a "one woman" kind of man
but he wasn't for relationships.
He believes in only having one lady by his side to
keep his head on straight and to help him avoid
the temptation Satan throws in his path.
He could never get enough of the scent of a woman
and all of her essence, her purest form, everything
good that she was willing to give to him
because she is his.
He could never get enough of the way a woman's
body felt against his, and the way their bodies
connected to perform the most glorious action
there is -- because she is the only one he wanted.
Don't let those smirks plastered on to one man's
face and the words that slip right through those lips
which seem to be genuine in their entirety make
you believe that he only wants you for you.
Believe me.
He will say and do anything he wants to get
the slightest glimpse of your figure and the
smallest taste of you.
He will tell you these stories about the ones that
overlooked and took advantage of him and the
fact that he can only see his future with you.
He will share with you falsehoods, words so
untrue that will make you question if him being
so good to you is too good to be true.
Don't fall for his games, baby.
He isn't worth any bit of your time.
He isn't deserving of anything you can give.
He isn't everything he made you believe
he's cracked up to be. What I can say is
that all fellas ain't like that, though.
There are good and bad and some in-between
because we are all human and **** ain't
always sweet but that's not an excuse when all
he wants to do is ******* and leave.
I promise your intuition will never fail you.
I promise that you are going to run into
those bad guys that only think with their ****
and don't know how to quit.
And those good guys turned bad guys that
don't have enough sense to steer away from
the wrong, and Satan got the best of them.
And the good guy that you will find the most
worthy. The man that will look forward to
going to sleep because all he's able to do is
dream about you. The man that will praise you
and your flaws because no other woman in the
world owns them like you. The man that will
appreciate your temple and show it tender
loving care because that is what you should
always be given. The man that will sweep you
off of your feet and make sure you never
touch the ground again because everything
around is not good enough. The man that
worships your spirit, is in love with your aura,
and survives off of your energy.
The man that kisses your hands and the ground
you walk on because he was lucky enough to
be picked by a goddess like you.
The queen to his king, an honor it shall be.
The man that will bring heaven to Mother Earth
for you because you don't deserve any less.
After all, you are God's greatest gift.
*52014

When I was young grass was a calm sea
The wind was a melody sung from breathless trees
The trees were like ballerinas, bowing and swaying

When I was young I'd travel by foot
Hidden dirt paths were roads to hidden places
Leaves were like a canopy of small wings

When I was young I climb wonky stairs
The inside of a rustic pine tree was a home
The branches were like seats and tables

When I was young the gravel driveway was a river
Tire swing was the only way across the flux brook
Rope was like a tether to magic, effervescent and luminous

When I was young everything was not what it seemed

Still,
I will rise.
Night can't stay long.

Still,
I will blow.
Creatures can't survive without air.

Still,
I will flow.
Water is life everywhere.

Still,
I will get my dues.
Heaven is just in its judgement.

A child said to a plant,
"I want you to grow."

The plant replied,
"I want you to bear fruits."