when i close my eyes

when i close my eyes and his head lays on my chest, listening to his breathing and his heart beat, watching my angle, my strength, my soul, my love sleep... this deep peaceful sleep. his body limp with relaxation and calm, skin soft, plump rounded nose, perfectly curved lips in the image of his existence. i smile at thoughts of his tiny body which was once buried inside my womb. love stems from him, his smile brightens everyday i have breath, i sit listening taking in and savoring each moment for when i close my eyes forever. 

im not suppose to...

i'm not suppose to be ALONE. everyday i've wished things to be different. if i could turn back time and relive every moment which choreographed my sorrow, broke my heart or made me feel pain. but then i look in the mirror and see this exceptional woman, mature,responsible, a mom, confident, respectable... a woman of such virtue. being alone got me here so i guess i'm not suppose to wish things were different.  

1st Love...

belly swollen 

a gift of love- of flesh and blood 

a tiny bit of heaven

grows... inside of her

deep in the womb small and warm 

dreams of infinite possibilities 

heartbeats bellow like thunder in a storm 

she braces herself... bares down

pain winces off the walls 

little cries escape

tears form river upon her cheeks 

life gave a moment 

precious... rare

she holds him 

he blissfully awakes 

eyes the color of burned charcoal

embraced her heart 

a formal introduction to...

the love of her life 

he... 

his first love

Craving love

face pressed to face 

hand clasped to hand 

i crave you... the honey sweetness that drips from your tongue 

breast to hardened chest 

arms holding so tight 

the sensuous caress of your touch on my flesh 

legs tangled 

this need... the feelings you erupt in me 

thrilling to the deepest touches 

this passion makes us one body 

as we are already of mind 

soul to soul

i feed you my love 

needing you to fill me with yourself eye to eye 

breathe to hastened breathe 

we love truly... madly 

He...

i sat on the steps, hands post upon my dirty wash denim

hair blowing in the crisp breeze... patiently awaiting he

his face the hint of sugar daddy

sincere, sweet, angelic, masculine

eyes marbles...a smokey chestnut hue of which i see his soul through

his body...a lion, strong, chiseled precisely to reveal the depth of his curves

my mind over took by such perfection

allowed me to believe that this man, this beautiful man

can teach me,

intrigue me,

please me,

tease me,

hold me,

mold me,

console me,

give me,

seduce me,

make love to me

truly be caught up into me...

you see i know he's different

he's

extraordinary,

he's

ambitious,

he's

aggressive,

that he's my superman,

prince charming,

my night in shinning armor

and then i lock eyes with you

that day you held me close

your voice lingered a sweet melody

your breath passionately grazed my bottom lip

and your lips gently pressed against mine

i realized at the moment

u are

he.