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About Me

Ms. Eye Candy
Look at you Ms. Lady body carries a mean definition Sculpted by the heavens, perfection every inch of it Eyes tell a story of an intimate seduction Lips grasping my attention losing focus… Thoughts interrupted by images of me being the Mac gloss up on it Face should be on a runway or grazing magazine pages Walk is hypnotic; turning heads when you enter places With a look that's exotic could be displayed across the world on stage There are a few words you hear on an everyday basis like Damn baby, Excuse me there but, can I get a minute miss lady Bodies sweet, makes me want to take you on trips to places where it's hot and sandy So, So, Sweet I had to nickname you Miss EyeCandy…. From A Man To A Woman
I dream of you every time I close my eyes, I see your face and then you smile. I look at you and I wonder, why our paths have never crossed? I feel your presence in the air, I long for your touch I swear. Tenderly I'll hold your hand, softly I will kiss your lips. For I am amazed by your inner beauty, your sensitivity of my needs and I of yours. I shall worship and hold you in the highest regard. I will walk by your side and never behind or in front of you. For I am into you and pray that you are into me. I hold what you say to be true and will not second guess you. I know of your hurt, for I have been hurt too. Healing can be such a hurting pain and the process so slow. But we shall live for the hope of a better tomorrow, and pray that we make it through another day. The silence of the loneliness we felt, the isolation from seeing old friends and having to make new ones, can hurt and yet, feel good at the same time. We both know how it feels to count the stillness of each passing second, minute, hour and day by yourself. To cry out to God, please make the hurting stop! Looking for a way out of the pain and agony of being solitary. So afraid, so alone, so sad that people must feel this way. I make no demands of you and you of me. I will not hold you back, but push you forward to achieve. I will be your bridge over troubled water when you call to be comfort. I will gladly give you a shoulder to cry on when you are in need. All I ask for in return, is your friendship, understanding, compassion, and sensitivity to my needs as a human being. From a man to a woman. There are no commitments, no obligations, no responsibilities. Just two people with an understanding and respect for one another. This is the pledge I make to you, from a man to a woman
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If I had my life to live over
If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax; I'd limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dance; I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.
Who met another one of my friends Now, they are close friends Actually, they are boyfriend and girlfriend Soon to be husband and wife You see, when they met it was love at first sight And that's something that I just could not, quite grasp I just couldn't comprehend, how, when two people's eyes meet contact Their emotions would react In such a fact, that Their mind would create illusionary memories that it would flashback, to I could never understand this concept Well, until I met This, Ebony Goddess This, Nubian Princess This, Mahogany Queen This, JET Beauty of the week That makes me weak With those elegant words that she speak Like Hi, and Hello You see, I never have felt like this about someone before That's a little vague, let me explain it some more I remember seeing her around campus one day Her beauty, so magnificent, I didn't know what to say I would find myself daydreaming About us going on dates Talking on the phone late At night, going on morning Both of us laying in our bed's yawning Around a quarter 'til three Talking about "You sleep" "Naw I mean I'm sleepy, but I ain't sleep" When I first saw her, my mind didn't tarry at all For the thought "This is the girl that I want to marry," evolved At times I would fantasize and wish That our lips would be intertwine in a kiss Long Deep SoftPassionate SubtleSweetLusciousImmaculate A kiss so quiet, yet, it still speak volumes Or sometimes my mind is over consumed With the thoughts of her having my kids Man, what a incredible feeling that is I would sometimes picture her in the kitchen cooking And I would sneak up behind her, wrap my arms around her waist and whisper "Hey, good looking" You see, I don't have the words in my vocabulary to explain The feeling I would have if she were to share my last name I know she catches me staring her at times And Because when I look in her beautiful brown eyes, those windows to her soul I feel even richer than the man who owns silver and gold Because my heart soars like an eagle in flight

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I Know My Soul
I plucked my soul out of its secret place, And held it to the mirror of my eye, To see it like a star against the sky, A twitching body quivering in space, A spark of passion shining on my face. And I explored it to determine why This awful key to my infinityConspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace. And if the sign may not be fully read, If I can comprehend but not control, I need not gloom my days with futile dread, Because I see a part and not the whole. Contemplating the strange, I'm comforted By this narcotic thought: I know my soul.We have been believers
We have been believers believing in the black gods of an old land, believing in the secrets of the seeress and the magic of the charmers and the power of the devil's evil ones. And in the white gods of a new land we have been believers believing in the mercy of our masters and the beauty of our brothers, believing in the conjure of the humble and the faithful and the pure. Neither the slaves' whip nor the lynchers' rope nor the bayonet could kill our black belief. In our hunger we beheld the welcome table and in our nakedness the glory of a long white robe. We have been believers in the new Jerusalem. We have been believers feeding greedy grinning gods, like a Moloch demanding our sons and our daughters, our strength and our wills and our spirits of pain. We have been believers, silent and stolid and stubborn and strong. We have been believers yielding substance for the world. With our hands have we fed a people and out of our strength have they wrung the necessities of a nation. Our song has filled the twilight and our hope has heralded the dawn. Now we stand ready for the touch of one fiery iron, for the cleansing breath of many molten truths, that the eyes of the blind may see and the ears of the deaf may hear and the tongues of the people be filled with living fire.Where are our gods that they leave us asleep? Surely the priests and the preachers and the powers will hear. Surely now that our hands are empty and our hearts too full to pray they will understand. Surely the sires of the people will send us a sign.We have been believers believing in our burdens and our demigods too long. Now the needy no longer weep and pray; the long-suffering arise, and our fists bleed against the bars with a strange insistency.Real men don't cry
Real men don't cry But I can't help crying out your name when you crush my flesh, grinding down on my flesh, twirling my flesh with tongue my flesh throbbing deep inside of your flesh , our flesh becomes one Crying out your name between clenched teeth our bodies entwined in utter carnal bliss Crying out your name between gulps of air, at the release of each kiss Crying out every sinful threat, crying out impassioned profanity Abandoning all of my pride, stroke after pelvic stroke, stripping me of every ounce of vanity, Crying out loud, my blessed defeat, in your world of erotic insanity Crying out to my creator, heartfelt sobs of sexual gratitude Un-encumbered from years of solitude my sexual beast Real men don't cry… I couldn't care the least So I denounce my manhood, call me Mrs. Damali, your lesbian lover It may be Freudian, while I suckle on you, like a newborn to his mother Crying out " Damn it sweetness! ", I love the freakiness, I swear I hope it never ends There is nothing more pure than sharing nakedness, and your darkest desires with your best friend I shed this tear for you

My Blog

My Baby

  My Baby My Baby (awww) I want to say that I love I mean I adore you I place no one above you My Baby You know I care for you I mean I cherish you You know I'll die for you Just because you're m...
Posted by $MANAFEST$ on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 09:00:00 PST

Up and Down!

Up and Down! Love is blind Love is not blind I am blind Like a yoyo! You pull me up and push me down I get enough of that Funny I don't moveI still choose to stay And blame my vision on love It is a...
Posted by $MANAFEST$ on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 08:53:00 PST

Lust

Lust Lust is capable of disguising itself as many emotions. Once involved intimately this can cause commotion. If you don't discover what is beyond lust, you will be stuck in a place of mere touch. No...
Posted by $MANAFEST$ on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 08:50:00 PST

My Perfect Woman

My Perfect Woman My perfect woman Is gots to be a strong woman Knows when she is wrong Know when she is right Is a woman in the day And a freak in the night But don't get it twisted It isn't all abo...
Posted by $MANAFEST$ on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 08:47:00 PST