I thought that love was a spark between two beings
So passionate and real
No one could explain it
It could not be created or destroyed
Its an emotion
Not a thing?
You cant make love at first sight?
So why do they call it making love?
Yes I get physical aspect of it
but *** is not making love
Love should be pure and great
Not just a one night stand
There should be no way to express you love for someone
For it is too too great
so can love, love really be made?
Am i just a stupid kid not knowing what she is talking about?
Well i hope not
That is how i want my love to be
Such a miracle it CANT be shown physically but only mentally...

Shadow I live though my dark existence
Only to bask in your beauty
Your smile that brighten even my sash
Existence
I envy the wind that runs through your hair
That touches your lips
I long to touch you
To hold you in my arms but i cannot
For your heart belongs to another
So, I cant only love you from a far
Your friendship means more to me
Than anything this world provides
But like an angel you touched my heart
In a way that i never felt before
Cause i never known what love is until this day
I know that we are only friends
But my heart wishes it to be more
So i will still hope and just dream
That one day i can feel your lips pressed to mine
To hold you in my arms and say " I Love You"

A warm sensation fills my body
my heart race with every touch
the softness of your voice soothes
my soul
as i lay there hoping the moment
will never end
calling out for you
praying that you never let me go
the sensation so strong
i can no longer feel my body
slowly i fade in and out or reality
in an instant the warm sensation
fades away
my heart empty
my soul torn apart
lying there, wondering wete i went
wrong
calling out for you, only to find
there is no answer
my mind invades with thoughts
so cruel and unrefined
the sensation of fear of whats to come
slowly the reality over powering
the lust and fantasy
leaving me empty
confused on how to think or feel
the loneliness i feel
so wretched and compelled.
betrayal to myself
revealing the terrors of my love.

Curves

My body has no limits
The deepest of deep, the highest of highs

I can tell he loves the curves of my thighs
The firm muscle, yet skin so soft to the touch

Curves, that i love and he can't get enough

He says "Love yourself, for you are a Queen"
I look in the mirror, but what have I seen?

African American
Curves that will take another woman's man

The curves that are my eyes
See way past beyond your soul
Lie to me and I'll know
Lie to me, you are very bold

The curves that are my face
show you my true beauty
The curves that are my lips
are so soft and pouty

The curves that are my breast
that bounce when i walk
The curves are my thighs
can cease a man in mid-talk

The curves that are my hips
which sway like a ship at sea
Make a women, by which God has created me to be

The curves that is my ****
is what u see when I leave
The last thing on his eyes, which makes him beg for me

The curves that are my legs
they hold me up to stand tall
When sometimes things get too tough
They also allow me to fall

See these curves of mine, are certainly mines of my own
The right to love these curves have caused me to grow,
into a women who has the knowledge to know ,
someday I will find
A husband to love, and caress these curves of mine ........

Thinking out loud ....YOU NEVER KNOW WHO THE HATER IS CAUSE ****** CATER TO YOUR EGO!!!!!(ANDRE 3000).... THATS WHY I DONT CARE ABOUT KIND WORDS LIKE I LOVE YOU AND YOU LOOK GREAT.... SHOW ME IN YOUR DEEDS!!!!! EVERY BODY SHOOTS THE ****. TALK IS SO CHEAP LOYALTY IS PRICELESS!!!!! BE TRUE TO YOURSELF ALWAYS AND THE REWARD IS A SOUND MIND... CHECK YOUR MOTIVES WORDUP...