Monday, May 16, 2011

Chocolate Desires

There you were...
standing in line looking like an angel.
Smooth dark chocolate skin.
Long well groomed locks.
You had a glow around you.
I lost my breath for a moment, and my heart skipped 2 beats.
I wanted you.
I craved you.
I desired you.
I lusted you.
I had to have you.

Just as I was about to try my hand, a voice spoke to me.
"Don't do it, Candy...you know it's not right."
I thought for a second.
*sigh*
"I know, I know." I told myself.
"This is wrong."
I continued to admire your beauty.
I imagined kissing your lips.
Holding your hand.
Caressing you.
I had seen you before.
I knew you were giving me the eye.
We had a connection.
I decided to give in.
I walked up to you, and your eyes locked with mine.
I felt something in my flesh rise.
"Calm down, Candy. This can't go anywhere."

That night I called you anyway.
We talked for hours.
You were perfect.
Everything I'd imagined, and then some.
Working, well mannered, well spoken, kind hearted.
I could go on.
Already I was thinking about the future that COULD be.
And then I stopped...
I shook my head and tried to snap out of it.
But I couldn't!
I couldn't help but think about how much I was attracted to you.
How long it had been since I felt the butterflies so strong.


Too bad you're a woman.

Ms. Second Place - Unfinished

You came to me looking fine as wine,
walked up to my chair,
and said you wanted to dine.
Sit right down Mr.
The Beginning.

Our conversation was great;
You were on the right track.
I liked the fact that you were respectful
while still going smack.
10 Points.

But then you said those magic words...
I'm married.
And you explained how your feelings for her varied.
The kick.

Ms. Second Place
That's who you want me to be.
You thought I could fulfill your fantasy.
Done.

You got up from the table,
and the next man came.
Gave him the benefit of the doubt
Not all men are the same.
Let's start.

Mr. Long Hair
You, too, were attractive. You had all the smooth words;
Fancy clothes, fancy car,
and ya money came in herds.
Suspect.

You sweet talked me
and told me you were single
You said you were interested,
so we started to mingle.
The Lie.

4 weeks later you came clean,
told me about ya girl.......

I now have writer's block lol...I don't think I'll ever finish this piece smh



My Soul Crys

A lost soul,
A wandering spirit man;
I'm not quite sure how this journey began.
Somewhere between living right, and living wrong
My soul decided to take a stroll...
Away. From me.
And now I can't see.
My eyes are blinded, and I can't see the light;
I don't know how to regain control,
I think I forgot how to fight.
I used to pray every night,
but now I feel to God I've been slight.
And for what?
He's done so much for me.
How can I neglect Him?
How can I reject Him?
How can I disrespect Him and his Will...
For my life?
I'd rather live with suffering and strife...
or so it seems.
I really need Him to step in and intervene.
A path for my life He has foreseen.
One full of outreach.
One full of love.
One full of wisdom.
One full of devotion.
One full of forward motion.
Yet I still run.
Is this life of sin worth it?
No.
And I know this!
My fleshly desires..when will I dismiss them
and live for Him?