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maria_POET

I heard everything you said.....

About Me

This profile was made at Whateverlife.com! :)Maria is a nationally known Novelist, Poet, and Performer. Resume and works will be up soon.To all my fans, I am new to Myspace so please give me a moment and I will fix up my page. I have some special surprises in mind. For booking information, please send me a message. On May 18th, 2003, if you weren't at the book signing accompanied with eighty-plus people to experience the evening with Maria…you missed it.When you walked in the door, Maria took you to a higher ground. Soft jazz and the scent from candles filled the air. In addition, your taste buds would have been pleased - from caviar to chocolates; from hot hors d'oeuvres to specially selected wines - Then you would have enjoyed a show filled with poetry, song, comedy and inserts from a few of Maria's seven romance/mystery novels.I feel impelled to share with you my personal response to the artistry of Maria, as it is expressed in her writing, her poetry, and her music.What has impressed me the most is the consistency of her message to the heart and soul. She has discovered herself, her spirit, and her world, and eagerly shares her feelings through her multi-talented expressions. Ms. Cochran is able to provide remarkable choices to all who are exposed to her work. A remarkable feat as you journey through her books, her poetry and her music.It is my hope that many will benefit from this exposure.Mr. Randy Sellers Ed., Musician

My Interests

Martin Luther King Jr. what a powerful name. Born to Baptist Minister who’s name is the same.Entered Morehouse Collage at the age of fifteen. And was ordained Baptist Minster at the age of seventeen.He explored the works of Gandhi from India where it is hot. Met, fell in love and married Coretta Scott.Received his PH.D in 1955. And was asked to led a boycott for Rosa parks’ pride.King was arrested and jail his home was bombed. Many threats were made against his life. He meant no harm.He led the civil rights campaign for black voter registration and desegregation. Housing thru out the south and better education.That historic march on Washington in 1963. His famous I have a dream speech, I wish I could have seen.The noble peace prize was given to such a mighty and strong man. Who faced mobs of whites armed with clubs led by uniform neo– Nasi and the ku klux klanKing became associated with anti-war movement and it’s national white leadership. Could any one of us survive that trip?As he put in 1968, He had ‘been to the mountain top and seen the promise land’. That following day, King was shot and killed by another man.His birthday a federal legal holiday. His birthplace and grave site a national historic site. Where would we be if Martin Luther King Jr. Had not. fought the fight.MARIACopyrights © 2002/style

I'd like to meet:

IT'S ONLY MIDNIGHTIN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, I AM SOUND ASLEEP. DREAMING OF ONLY YOU. TO TOUCH YOUR FACE. TO STROKE YOUR HAIR. TO WHISPER IN YOUR EAR. 'HOW MUCH I WANT YOU'.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I OPEN MY EYES TO SEE YOU ASLEEP. I KISS YOUR LIPS, SOFTLY NOT TO WAKEN YOU. I FEEL YOUR EYELASHES ON MY TONGUE.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I FIND MYSELF CARESSING YOUR BODY. TIGHTLY SQUEEZING YOUR ARMS. HOW STRONG THEY ARE. MASSAGING YOUR CHEST, FINDING YOUR FAVORITE SPOT. ONE OF MANY.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I PLACE MY HEAD UPON YOUR CHEST. I CAN HEAR YOUR HEART BEATING. THOSE DEEP BREATHS. A SLIGHT MOAN OF PLEASURE. A KISS ON MY FOREHEAD.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I SLIDE MY BODY DOWN YOURS, HOLDING THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD. LICKING YOU DOWN YOUR NECK. FEELING THE TWO OF US BECOME ONE.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. YOU OPEN YOUR EYES WITH A PLEASED LOOK ON YOUR FACE. HOLDING ME TIGHT, YOU GENTLY PLACE ME ON MY BACK. I WRAP MY LEGS AROUND YOUR HIPS. TRYING TO GET CLOSER TO YOU.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. THE SWEAT DRIPS FROM YOUR FACE. YOU KISS ME WITH SO MUCH PASSION. MY NAILS ARE IN YOUR SKIN, DEEP. A BURST OF ENERGY IS RELEASED FROM MY SOUL.WHAT TIME IS IT? IT'S ONLY MIDNIGHT.PEACE, MARIA
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Movies:

I AGREED. I FOUND SOME OLD BAGGY SWEATS THAT WERE WAY TO BIG FOR APRIL. SHE’S ONLY 5'7" OR 5'8", BUT I COULDN’T THINK STRAIGHT. OMAR GAVE ME A WASH CLOTH AND A TOWEL AND LEFT THE bathroom. I JUMPED IN THE SHOWER. WITH MY BACK TO THE DOOR, I FELT HIS LIPS ON THE BACK OF MY NECK. I FROZE. HE PICKED UP THE LIQUID SOAP AND STARTED TO SATURATE MY BREAST FROM BEHIND. AS HE PRESSED HIS HOT, MOIST BODY TO MINE, I FELT HIS STONE OF HAPPINESS GET THICK. I BENT OVER AND HE ENTERED ME. THE FIRST THRUST WAS POWERFUL AND DEEP. IT HURT A LITTLE, I MOANED WITH DELIGHT. HE HAD ONE HAND WRAPPED AROUND MY WAIST, AND THE OTHER WAS FONDLING MY BREAST. I FELT MYSELF ABOUT TO BURST, AND THEN I REALIZED HE DID TOO. THIS IS WHY APRIL NEVER SPOKE ABOUT THEIR SEX LIFE. THIS MAN WAS BLOWING MY MIND. WE HAD TO FINISH QUICKLY. IT WAS FAST, NOT LONG AND INTENSE LIKE THIS MORNING, BUT THE SEX WAS GREAT. WHAT AM I SAYING?/style

Television:

I AM A SELF-PUBLISHED AUTHOR. WITH 8 ROMANCE NOVELS AND TWO POETRY BOOKS UNDER MY BELT, I AM WORKING ON MY FIFTH CD. I ALSO PRODUCE MY OWN MUSIC AND SING ON MY CDS. I HAVE PERFORMED AT MANY CHURCHES, COMDEY CLUBS, BIRTHDAY PARTIES, FAMILY REUNIONS AND SPECIAL AFFAIRS. MAKE SURE YOU BECOME A PART OF HISTORY IN THE MAKING. SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL TALENT./style

Books:

I AMI was born in slavery in Maryland in 1817. I taught myself to read at the age of 12, and have read more than 10,000 books during my lifetime. An advisor to President Lincoln during the Civil War, I served as Marshall of the District of Columbia and U.S. Minister to Haiti before my death in 1895.I am Frederick Douglas.Appointed to the bench in 1967, I was the first African American to serve on the United States Supreme Court. I was the Director of the NAACP legal defense section for more than 20 years. My greatest victory was in 1954, the Supreme Court’s decision that ended segregation in public schools.I am Thurgood MarshallOn December 1, 1955 in Alabama, I refused to give up my seat on a public bus to a white man. I was arrested and that soon triggered a yearlong bus boycott that awakened the nation to a civil rights movement.I am Rosa ParksMother of two, I successfully completed training to become the first female FIRE fighter in the 101 year history of the new Orleans fire department. At first I could only do two pushups. Now, I’m up to 40. In spite of the grueling physical tests- I’m so thankful.I am Cathy e. Morris WilkersonBorn a slave in Philadelphia, I saved enough money to buy my own freedom in 1777. Preaching for a largely white congregation in Philadelphia, my sermons attracted too many black worshipers. They were pulled from their knees and ejected from the church. I left, and in 1794 formed the a.m.e. Church.I am bishop Richard AllenFor more than 20 years through records, television, movies and concert performances, I have been one of America’s most successful and beloved entertainers. American television was forever changed when I brought to homes across the county, a portrayal of a wholesome, aspiring and successful African American family. Not only an author of several best-selling books, my wife and I contributed a record breaking $20 million to Spelman college in 1988.I am Bill CosbyI was born without sin to virgin in Bethlehem. My father and I were carpenters. My own people rejected me. I took twelve ordinary men who became extraordinary. I made a whip and drove mergents from my house. I am a teacher, a storyteller. I told John to write, Mary not to weep and Martha not to moan. Only I can bridge the gap between the sinless God and sinful mankind. I am the Bread of Life. I took your past, present, and future sins upon myself so that you could have new life. At the age of 33, I was crucified.I am Jesus Christ

Heroes:

Toon Crisis

Powered by: MySpace GamesI DON'T KNOW WHY?Why do I feel the way I do? Why do I think so much of him? I don’t know why.Why can’t I get my mind right? Why does he pop in it every second? I don’t know why.Why does the sky look bluer? Why do the flowers smell so sweet? I don’t know why.Why do I get goose bumps when he touches me? Why does my heart stop when we kiss? I don’t know why.Why am I fighting this? Why don’t I just let it flow? I don’t know why.Why does it seem like he can see right through me? Why is he so funny, he makes me laugh? I don’t know why.Why do I daydream in the middle of a meeting? Why is his voice so sexy? I don’t know why.Why can’t I keep my mind on my work? Why do I listen for love songs on the radio? I don’t know why.Why do I catch myself smiling looking up to the sky? Why do I Thank God every day for him? I’m in love, now I know why.

My Blog

OH BABY, BABY OH

Oh Baby, Baby Oh ! That looks so good. But take that off and put it over here; Slide them down and throw them there... Oh Baby, Baby Oh ! Take this and put it here. Move these under that... Oh ...
Posted by maria_POET on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 09:36:00 PST

FIVE WOMEN

MY SKIN IS CHOCOLATE, MY HAIR IS SHORT. I CAN BEAT ANY MAN, IN ANY SPORT. MY LEGS ARE FAST. I'LL JUST SPRINT RIGHT PAST. WHAT DO THEY CALL ME? THEY CALL ME WILMA, WILMA, THEY CALL ME WILMA. MY SKIN...
Posted by maria_POET on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 07:03:00 PST

WHY?

Why do I feel the way I do? Why do I think so much of him? I don't know why. Why can't I get my mind right? Why does he pop in it every second? I don't know why. Why does the sky look bluer? Why d...
Posted by maria_POET on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 06:56:00 PST

POEM

        Martin Luther King Jr. What a powerful name. Born to a Baptist Minister who's name is the same. Entered Morehouse College at the age of fifteen, and was ordained a Bapt...
Posted by maria_POET on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 06:48:00 PST