Indescribed

I've embraced a spirit i can no longer deny...

One that leaves me lying in a pool of innocence, seeping with regret and yet swirling in the promise...

I seek you, embed you, want you with a soul that i don't even remember

You are the compounds of my life, the spirit of my heart and and i heart you every chance i get

You are indescribable, so predictable, quietly delectable, so so desirable...

You make me reach, and scrabble and claim and proclaim...

that this is where i wanna be...no, this is where i'm supposed to be, with u.

I Dare Not

I want to tell her how very weak I am for her
But I dare not
How I long for the sweet sound of her voice
That laugh springing forth from the child in her
But no
How I want to talk words, music, pictures and my soul
How unnecessary it is to give second thought to the surface
With her

Should I tell her she's as comfortable as flannel sheets with satin class
Kool-Aid in a crystal goblet
That I'm mated to her in ways that I both despise and live for
Absolutely not

Just..
One more
Time...

Hmmph! Would only lead to more of the same and then
More of that other same
Nah

Still

There is no substitute for the diamonds to be found in all that ground
And I crave those jewels
Sometimes with everything in me
Those memories shake me to this day
I know she quakes too
Why are things so ordered
Why are there games
Why do we bleed

Why not

Why

Should I tell her how very weak I am for her

For what
To what end

No
I dare not

©SojournerG 2010
All rights reserved


Been a long time family.
...just for old time's sake.
Hope all are well and prosperous.

Happy 3rd Anniversary to BD2Write, all contributors & readers!

To all who come through to Party with us while sharing
your thoughts & creativity:
THANK YOU for contributing to the Magic!

We are Blessed by some of the most Creative Contributors in the Blog-o-sphere & that's HUGE!

We may not Rock often - but We ROCK STEADY!
Word!

Click here for a li'l history behind BD2Write & 1st Anniversary Post!

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Decided this is too good to keep to MY Blog & have 2 Share here, too:-)

YAYYY! I was hanging out with Ms. Cunningham, ManChild & His MOM when I finally met Sistah K.i.A. . When Ms. K.i.A. told me who she was I was SOO excited!

We met Saturday, July 17th while at the Harlem Book Fair after hearing the
INCREDIBLE Sonia Sanchez.

After hearing Ms. Sanchez & Meeting Ms. K.i.A. Manchild's Mom, Ms. Cunningham & I were FURTHER blessed to run into Author Extra-ordinaire, L.A. Banks!


I stopped by Ms. K.i.A's blog & learned about this website that analyzes your writing & compares it to a more famous author. I'm pretty pleased w/ my "findings":

I write like
William Gibson

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Last night

We made love last night
Nice and slow
We made love last night
Until you made me glow
We made love last night
Just me and you
We made love last night
This time it felt real...true
We made love last night
Until I couldn't take it anymore
We made love last night 
From the couch to the floor
We made love last night
Internally and externally connected
We made love last night
It was far beyond what I ever expected
We made love last night



We 
    made
       sweet
          beautiful
                love...

You are as real to me as the vows I took.
Your form becomes true and real when you whisper my name.
I thought you'd never come.
I've dug through the rubble of a fire I thought was extinguished,
Sifted through the debris of lies and "never again"s.
We connect as if we've been looking for one another.
You're my missing artifact.
You laugh when I hum tunes you don't know.
You're amazed at how comfortable we are in silence.
We promised forever and that's what I'm giving.
I am living for this commitment.
I am breathing life into flowers, notes, and candles.
Every nerve impulse dedicated to new ways of exceeding your expectations.
I am mimicking you.
I felt special when you chose me.
I still sleep in my white dress...
You're always here, dwelling in between whats real and what keeps me warm.
You are my "husband-in-my-head"
And I continue to share my forever with you.

J & J

My precious babies

Taking care of both of you

Still making me smile

Together

I think of you, touching me

inhaling my essence

capturing my wild

seeking my inner child

kissing my pains away

loving my soul today

in the wilds of my imagination

i seek you

embellish your soul

suckle your inibitions

take control

as we drift into a melody

free from the dissent of today

lifted into harmony

we find a way

to be...

TO BE

TOGETHER

Sending Prayers 2 a Dear Member of My Blog-Family

Please join me in sending prayers and condolences to our blog brother Rich and his family at this time as they mourn the loss of his Mom. I feel so blessed that I had the chance to meet her & feel her kind spirit during one of my trips to ATL. Very often I have NO CLUE what to do or say when dear friends lose loved ones. We all handle loss differently. I only hope Rich knows that he & his family are in my prayers!

You can post condolences at:
The Murray Brothers Funeral Home site (click the name to be redirected there).

Real Cards and letters can be sent to:

Richard Fitzgerald Dix
P.O. Box 11688
St. Louis, MO 63105

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Wishing You ALL a Hip & Happy New Year!

As always, we appreciate ALL of our readers & contributors.
Without YOU there would B no Delight ... to Write!

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