Love has conquered my spirit. Bright skies have stolen my place of solace.
My emotional roller coaster goes up and down. Turns upside-down, while my heart spins round and round. Breaks the ground that I stood upon so solemnly.
My peace has been shaken, replaced with an air of confidence so powerful that I myself have to step back. For it is not "I' or the power of 1 that I know I contain, but the power of two. He and I that have shaken up reality so powerfully that I can only see.. He... and me.
Life has changed. Meanings have changed. Planning has been re-focused. What was thought to never have been, has been. The peace in my spirit that I was told by the lies of deceit that I could not find... I have found.
I was "fine" alone... only now that is poison for development for my own.
I don't need a man, but I need to know that tenderness in spirit to complement my growth.
His hands are not a weakness in my armor, but the armor itself.
God knew His strength when He developed my weakness.
He knows.
I know.
Truth is His love of me opens him up for the vulnerability that he could withstand with God alone...
But God said it Himself "It is not good for man to be alone"
As I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I walk alive, knowing that my life is only the beginning of the strength that has been born within me.
The created can not defeat nor destroy the creator, nor can the good be an evil.
Love may offer life unknown and definitely unexpected, but God is.
God is, God was, and God will be.
End time, love does not cease.
Copyright Phirefree 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
A Letter to my Lover
Dear Lover,
Love in you has given to me, fed me and nurtured me. Growing my best within us.
From the moment we met you had me. When your eyes met my gaze I walked into your arms. Where you hold me for eternity and beyond.
Swept away in the freedom of your truth. How your mannerisms are louder than your tone.
How you transfer your energy with a touch of your finger. Move a mountain with a faint whisper.
Brightness in your eyes, inflection behind your words, boldness in your spirit. Strength in your character and life in your faith.
My heart beats to your spirits drum, fed and stabilized through your adaptability.
Only complemented.
That I matter. Mutual understanding that together we conquer our adversities. No longer fighting alone. Perhaps no longer fighting.
Peace is a world and love is our universe. Being each other's. You are mine.
Love in you has given to me, fed me and nurtured me. Growing my best within us.
From the moment we met you had me. When your eyes met my gaze I walked into your arms. Where you hold me for eternity and beyond.
Swept away in the freedom of your truth. How your mannerisms are louder than your tone.
How you transfer your energy with a touch of your finger. Move a mountain with a faint whisper.
Brightness in your eyes, inflection behind your words, boldness in your spirit. Strength in your character and life in your faith.
My heart beats to your spirits drum, fed and stabilized through your adaptability.
Only complemented.
That I matter. Mutual understanding that together we conquer our adversities. No longer fighting alone. Perhaps no longer fighting.
Peace is a world and love is our universe. Being each other's. You are mine.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Unleashed in the Dark
Kissing soft beautiful skin, cherry kissed underneath subtle soft peach hue. Gentle touches soothe silent aches within my soul.
Eyes a haven of almond,
soft
open
safe
sophisticated moans escape round gentle lips of support
Hands embrace slowly, lightly scanning fingertips all over. Warm touch and tepid kisses.
My mind calculates actions my body ignores
Stop
I kiss lightly
...I have to Stop
I lick gracefully
My lips are not going any further than this
My tongue to taste boldness
Okay... here
Lips touch moans fill my ears. Unleashed in the dark, my soul cries to touch. My hands caress while my lips search for musical tones singing to my soul. Lost in night air, passion is motivation, prowling silently through moans of pleasure. Sensual screams heard through my body's given tongue.
I touch, I lick, I kiss
Night's light I can see everything. My hands; claws, my action; intent. Moans; cries of growing excitement. No longer about me, but us. Beings purr as growls escape out into open space. Evolution meets intuition as spiritual collides with natural instincts.
Okay.... no sex
Intrinsic process releases spirits. Mental a back seat to physical, vocal senses become secondary to audio. Independence is not a factor only building upon loves foundation. Earth opens to embrace sun; I open to receive teases of dominance. Eases minds diligence, pleases with prominence.
Growls, howls, and cries release into the darkness
Feasting as closeness disappears into combination
I lied.
Closer and closer, slower and harder, intensity grows more and more. Prowess powerfully overt. Freedom loose thru passionate air. Gone in a rage of 'motional emotion I am unleashed in the dark.
Free minds and unlimited love
Unbound by unnatural expectations
Only natural acceptance of spirit and all en-composing reality.
Glowing in pitch blackness.
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Sunday, September 23, 2012
Forever Yours
There is
no other you peace you found in my heart is yours. Truth offers a still. My silence is peace creating open, true life
where you can’t find.
When Earth could contain u in
i and maintain balance our kingdom would ascend.
Now is not ours, we held a moment; A peace, speckle, freely floating amongst chaos. Dancing on air, watching life spin out of control.
Now is not ours, we held a moment; A peace, speckle, freely floating amongst chaos. Dancing on air, watching life spin out of control.
Always grateful for being able. Held in your arms lost in safe open
warmth.
Little girl
truly protected, found Searching for so many years to find someone to offer me comfort. Healing a broken soul.
Not to love me, but mend what was broken and suffering.
Raise
consciousness, where my giant slept.
Returned
to my natural state love, protection, and value
brought strength to my soul.
Your warmth safe memory, smile a place of joy. Brown in your eyes, depth of your stare, gentle touch, your breath of on my skin, you sweep me into a realm of sweet solid embrace.
Your warmth safe memory, smile a place of joy. Brown in your eyes, depth of your stare, gentle touch, your breath of on my skin, you sweep me into a realm of sweet solid embrace.
nights I cry out for you
I remember strength of loving you is not in forever
but transformation you created in a moment.
I was
built and molded through your mind and love.
Taken out of my corner and embraced the
world around me.
You are a
place of safe, unquestionable love. Exposure new and unknown to my heart, you gave me a
gift that I will carry with me forever.
© Phire Free 2012
© Phire Free 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
The Gem Stone
In a new mindset, I decided that I will embrace life to my fullest, and borrow from life to see what is out there. It is a new world when a human being can help you see the error in your ways, and grow past the ignorance that ignorance bred within. I have had to deal with laziness, entitlement, arrogance, stupidity, insanity, irresponsibility, inconsistency, crudeness, and much much more. In the end it all took place to create a new place of understanding within myself.
Through the dating circus I have found that when I need to I can set boundaries and declare my own limits. I now understand that though many may not be able to show me that I am worth more than their bullshit, I am worth not only my choice of lifestyle, but the commitment and the commitment to commitment that comes with me.
There are not many men that can invest in a commitment to commitment (let alone understand it). In my experience in the world of loving to be loved and coming up short over and over again I have found that these have only added to my value and taken nothing away from me. As a person worth investment I am worth the time and fore thought of dating. I am worth the time of planning an outing or doing what I would like to do. So what brought me to this understanding??
I recently have found that the weight of my most recent experiences have brought me to a gem. I have found that I have had to learn that I have been put through the fire to be purified and made my most valuable. It is amazing how having beautiful people in my life has changed my perspective on the value of my life. How embracing others has allowed me to unfold into who I am and can truly be. It is the love of a supportive best friend, the support of a loving friend, the stability of a engaged and giving friend, the backing of a friend that keeps safe and stable distances. The gift of friendship in the form of excitement or sometimes silence. All of this in different people, or one person makes a difference and is valuable and beautiful. These people tore out the venomous dangers of my self defeating thinking and offered space for me to grow into a place of confident peace. With the love and support of others I have become stronger and better.
This is important because I have found a place where I am safe in a relationship. It was our friendship that nurtured me, and then we bloomed into a safe place secure for both of us.
He is rare and very hard to come by. Difficult to find when searching high and low and easy to lose because he is so quiet and mild mannered. He has a tendency to nurture and a need to care. These are strengths and weaknesses, blessings and curses because as a woman I misread his man.
I had a tendency to under appreciate my own beings (myself in reflection of them) and to only see them as something that I may break instead of someone that I should and can cherish. Those individuals that the universe gave me to as well as them to me. I only saw them as pure and crystal that I may damage, break, or shatter as opposed to someone beautiful of high value that others look at in awe. Losing themselves in the elegant depth of the genuine value and beauty that only God Himself could create. I have had these creatures fly impulsively into my life sense high school and I continuously gravitated to the less valuables that were around them. Only now to have been led indirectly into a dream that I had convinced myself could not exist. For the last month I have experienced what it is like to have a man's investment without destructive criticism. I have been embraced with one hand without the other slapping me in the face. I have been given a pain free investment, and I am so used to the gamble that I am expecting another hit.
It has been so rewarding to watch the maturity of what a man should be embrace my woman and validate my worth. So, cheers to knowing what appreciation feels like, Faith heals.
Through the dating circus I have found that when I need to I can set boundaries and declare my own limits. I now understand that though many may not be able to show me that I am worth more than their bullshit, I am worth not only my choice of lifestyle, but the commitment and the commitment to commitment that comes with me.
There are not many men that can invest in a commitment to commitment (let alone understand it). In my experience in the world of loving to be loved and coming up short over and over again I have found that these have only added to my value and taken nothing away from me. As a person worth investment I am worth the time and fore thought of dating. I am worth the time of planning an outing or doing what I would like to do. So what brought me to this understanding??
I recently have found that the weight of my most recent experiences have brought me to a gem. I have found that I have had to learn that I have been put through the fire to be purified and made my most valuable. It is amazing how having beautiful people in my life has changed my perspective on the value of my life. How embracing others has allowed me to unfold into who I am and can truly be. It is the love of a supportive best friend, the support of a loving friend, the stability of a engaged and giving friend, the backing of a friend that keeps safe and stable distances. The gift of friendship in the form of excitement or sometimes silence. All of this in different people, or one person makes a difference and is valuable and beautiful. These people tore out the venomous dangers of my self defeating thinking and offered space for me to grow into a place of confident peace. With the love and support of others I have become stronger and better.
This is important because I have found a place where I am safe in a relationship. It was our friendship that nurtured me, and then we bloomed into a safe place secure for both of us.
He is rare and very hard to come by. Difficult to find when searching high and low and easy to lose because he is so quiet and mild mannered. He has a tendency to nurture and a need to care. These are strengths and weaknesses, blessings and curses because as a woman I misread his man.
I had a tendency to under appreciate my own beings (myself in reflection of them) and to only see them as something that I may break instead of someone that I should and can cherish. Those individuals that the universe gave me to as well as them to me. I only saw them as pure and crystal that I may damage, break, or shatter as opposed to someone beautiful of high value that others look at in awe. Losing themselves in the elegant depth of the genuine value and beauty that only God Himself could create. I have had these creatures fly impulsively into my life sense high school and I continuously gravitated to the less valuables that were around them. Only now to have been led indirectly into a dream that I had convinced myself could not exist. For the last month I have experienced what it is like to have a man's investment without destructive criticism. I have been embraced with one hand without the other slapping me in the face. I have been given a pain free investment, and I am so used to the gamble that I am expecting another hit.
It has been so rewarding to watch the maturity of what a man should be embrace my woman and validate my worth. So, cheers to knowing what appreciation feels like, Faith heals.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Shoutout to All Women
Recently, I have found a freedom that has re-lit so much of my spirit. My being spoke to me and I was freed. Not because I thought he was forever, the possibility was pretty, but not real. My freedom is forever, but the key was once again a temporary for a very complicated lock.
When he and I began it was outside of my own understanding, and I received a new place where time is not time as I understood it. We would lose hours just being together, then life became something different. He was a motivation for newer better heights, not because of his "innovations" but because of my own.
I was motivated to move in my life as I have not been motivated in a LONG time. I hunted and gathered for work and opportunities. I wrote and edited. Looking into what's possible, what can come, what can go. I was once again pushed to another level of my being.
I like the men I like because they motivate me, to look deeper, focus harder, find more. See more. Understand infinitely, til no more understanding can be found. I love that I can dig so deeply within myself, that I am willing to give for it. However, what I have found is that the ambition is so one sided, I want to grow together and they want to put their feet up (on my couch), eat (my food), and then do what they want to do.
NEWSFLASH:: I don't work like that. Growth is a choice, but what is life if you are not growing. Everyday we have cells in our body that regenerate themselves completely. We have parts of the brain that constantly seek stimulation. I have grown accustomed to being stimulated mentally and what that does for my being. I also expect growth to be an aspiration just like anything else. What man can be content looking at the same corner of life for the rest of his life?? Life was meant to be conquered and journeyed. Shared while experiencing everything. The way we allow life to be dictated to us now is unbelievable. We are supposed strive and fight together, for our own piece and peace, until we decide that we are strong and accomplished enough and we would like to stop and enjoy together.
I have grown more and more discontent with men not even willing to appropriately reel me in and sure as hell not keep me. However, I keep learning and growing. I have grown into American men... we all know the same shit, different days.
Most recently I was challenged with something new, not too different, but a little new. He was a MESS. However, he made me look at life differently and I looked at our relationship differently, though, truthfully. He made me feel delicate like a silk pillowcase, he moved me like the force of gravity to a tidal wave. I lost old dead skin and regenerated new and refreshing energy. He made my heart sing sweet sorrowful hellos knowing that goodbye was inevitable.
I had nights of heated endless passion filled with earth-quaking, back bending, vocally acrobatic rhythms and sensuality. On the flip side, I was only supposed to be helping him out temporarily, but somehow I became the source of stability. He had ideas, but no plans. He was excited, but not motivated. He wanted me, but he didn't want me. He wasn't willing to put in the effort of keeping me and he had some other woman paying for his time. He supplied sex and my intimate care, but that was it. While I gave him tools that he wasn't quite ready to use yet, he gave me energy that I knew how to move and conduct. Changing it into my own production. I have done this and continue to do it. I end up, saddened by how little my counter parts know how to get from my elements.
As woman, I have to search for my match. Not what I can match, but what fits me. Whose willing to take me there, and whose willing to go that extra mile. Not for what I can get, but to be used for what I really am, and for what I can do. So I guess, its about knowing myself and what I have to offer. Lol, I haven't heard that before. S/o to all woman.
When he and I began it was outside of my own understanding, and I received a new place where time is not time as I understood it. We would lose hours just being together, then life became something different. He was a motivation for newer better heights, not because of his "innovations" but because of my own.
I was motivated to move in my life as I have not been motivated in a LONG time. I hunted and gathered for work and opportunities. I wrote and edited. Looking into what's possible, what can come, what can go. I was once again pushed to another level of my being.
I like the men I like because they motivate me, to look deeper, focus harder, find more. See more. Understand infinitely, til no more understanding can be found. I love that I can dig so deeply within myself, that I am willing to give for it. However, what I have found is that the ambition is so one sided, I want to grow together and they want to put their feet up (on my couch), eat (my food), and then do what they want to do.
NEWSFLASH:: I don't work like that. Growth is a choice, but what is life if you are not growing. Everyday we have cells in our body that regenerate themselves completely. We have parts of the brain that constantly seek stimulation. I have grown accustomed to being stimulated mentally and what that does for my being. I also expect growth to be an aspiration just like anything else. What man can be content looking at the same corner of life for the rest of his life?? Life was meant to be conquered and journeyed. Shared while experiencing everything. The way we allow life to be dictated to us now is unbelievable. We are supposed strive and fight together, for our own piece and peace, until we decide that we are strong and accomplished enough and we would like to stop and enjoy together.
I have grown more and more discontent with men not even willing to appropriately reel me in and sure as hell not keep me. However, I keep learning and growing. I have grown into American men... we all know the same shit, different days.
Most recently I was challenged with something new, not too different, but a little new. He was a MESS. However, he made me look at life differently and I looked at our relationship differently, though, truthfully. He made me feel delicate like a silk pillowcase, he moved me like the force of gravity to a tidal wave. I lost old dead skin and regenerated new and refreshing energy. He made my heart sing sweet sorrowful hellos knowing that goodbye was inevitable.
I had nights of heated endless passion filled with earth-quaking, back bending, vocally acrobatic rhythms and sensuality. On the flip side, I was only supposed to be helping him out temporarily, but somehow I became the source of stability. He had ideas, but no plans. He was excited, but not motivated. He wanted me, but he didn't want me. He wasn't willing to put in the effort of keeping me and he had some other woman paying for his time. He supplied sex and my intimate care, but that was it. While I gave him tools that he wasn't quite ready to use yet, he gave me energy that I knew how to move and conduct. Changing it into my own production. I have done this and continue to do it. I end up, saddened by how little my counter parts know how to get from my elements.
As woman, I have to search for my match. Not what I can match, but what fits me. Whose willing to take me there, and whose willing to go that extra mile. Not for what I can get, but to be used for what I really am, and for what I can do. So I guess, its about knowing myself and what I have to offer. Lol, I haven't heard that before. S/o to all woman.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
I am no Hero... I am H.E.R
A world of tears, that guide love and understanding. Movement is inspired by emotional connections when emotions are manipulated to a point of disconnection.
No longer acceptable to be human, love is now a fusion of natural emotion and unnatural logic. Truth is a matter of perspective, though illusions of lies are considered comforting and required.
Don't love me if lying is the only way to tell me your truth. My tomorrow is not your's to determine, it is mine, to decide what I would like and what I want. It is my love that I chose to give, and if the person you are as you are is not deserving of my love, then accept the truth and move on.
My time and space is my dimension to choose directive, not yours. I choose you to share directive with me not to direct me. As I would not direct you, though truth be told we both know that I could.
I would not want to be told how to live a life that has been given me as mine, I offer the same respect. When my actions read that you are who you are, but you can not be trusted, then I will let you be you
Alone.
Loneliness is a truth that we learn not to question, but to accept and understand as the knowledge that it speaks. Understanding comes from experiencing the unknown, but loneliness and embrace of time alone places development into self that speaks a necessary truth.
Down the line he may look again and understand that she was no hero, but she was honest, enlightened, and respectable. She was H.E.R.
© 2012 Phirefree
No longer acceptable to be human, love is now a fusion of natural emotion and unnatural logic. Truth is a matter of perspective, though illusions of lies are considered comforting and required.
Don't love me if lying is the only way to tell me your truth. My tomorrow is not your's to determine, it is mine, to decide what I would like and what I want. It is my love that I chose to give, and if the person you are as you are is not deserving of my love, then accept the truth and move on.
My time and space is my dimension to choose directive, not yours. I choose you to share directive with me not to direct me. As I would not direct you, though truth be told we both know that I could.
I would not want to be told how to live a life that has been given me as mine, I offer the same respect. When my actions read that you are who you are, but you can not be trusted, then I will let you be you
Alone.
Loneliness is a truth that we learn not to question, but to accept and understand as the knowledge that it speaks. Understanding comes from experiencing the unknown, but loneliness and embrace of time alone places development into self that speaks a necessary truth.
Down the line he may look again and understand that she was no hero, but she was honest, enlightened, and respectable. She was H.E.R.
© 2012 Phirefree
Sunday, April 29, 2012
My Love Sweet Love
My love, love and heart, open to the songs of life's rhythms. Our spirits dance through time and space
embrace ourselves A quaint quiet hour boldly building freedom of our love song Our tomorrow, a co-mingling of what yesterday should've been and what we enjoy about today. Knowing peace in a form we have not seen for generations
love we have not known to exist for lifetimes. Hearts flow to sunrise while rising at sunset. Serenity swirls us gently to newer, deeper, heights. A new standard made anew.
My heart screams yes as my spirit pants out of breath, hands to skin, lips to chest, freedom in love moving planets not sex, waves splash to mountain reigning heavily, untouched by man fresh, you're my stability together powers limitless, elevation and caress, I speak to your heart true, for you your love is the best.
Your love a summer night, safe and soothing to my skin
I am secure naked covered in your arms I'm watched by your moon night sky speaks its constellations You are God's gift of love thinking about you, loving you. Needing to make love to you tasting your skin feeling your touch. missing warmth of your body the sound of your heart in your chest. shy with you your my start to my day after prayer. My heart aches for you my spirit longing to dance with yours. You a sense of silence for my yearning, secure a solid foundation.
Smile, your voice puts on my face, sound of you in my ear, resting better because I have you. Ease at your presence, safety in a cruel world, love when hurt rules. You're my completion.
I love you. My beginning. My being you understand my struggle, know my pain. I am blessed honored to be yours, truly blessed and honored you as mine. We belong to each other. I come home to where I belong, place where I am secure, a place where my worries can not follow. I love, I thank God for ,choose and want you. My Love. My King.
© Phire Free 2012
embrace ourselves A quaint quiet hour boldly building freedom of our love song Our tomorrow, a co-mingling of what yesterday should've been and what we enjoy about today. Knowing peace in a form we have not seen for generations
love we have not known to exist for lifetimes. Hearts flow to sunrise while rising at sunset. Serenity swirls us gently to newer, deeper, heights. A new standard made anew.
My heart screams yes as my spirit pants out of breath, hands to skin, lips to chest, freedom in love moving planets not sex, waves splash to mountain reigning heavily, untouched by man fresh, you're my stability together powers limitless, elevation and caress, I speak to your heart true, for you your love is the best.
Your love a summer night, safe and soothing to my skin
I am secure naked covered in your arms I'm watched by your moon night sky speaks its constellations You are God's gift of love thinking about you, loving you. Needing to make love to you tasting your skin feeling your touch. missing warmth of your body the sound of your heart in your chest. shy with you your my start to my day after prayer. My heart aches for you my spirit longing to dance with yours. You a sense of silence for my yearning, secure a solid foundation.
Smile, your voice puts on my face, sound of you in my ear, resting better because I have you. Ease at your presence, safety in a cruel world, love when hurt rules. You're my completion.
I love you. My beginning. My being you understand my struggle, know my pain. I am blessed honored to be yours, truly blessed and honored you as mine. We belong to each other. I come home to where I belong, place where I am secure, a place where my worries can not follow. I love, I thank God for ,choose and want you. My Love. My King.
© Phire Free 2012
Saturday, March 31, 2012
I have opened...
When we began I understood that he was different, our relationship would allow me to grow making me understand life much more, vivid.
A moment in time when I realized the colors were changing. My blues becoming purple with sunrise, my grays growing vibrant rays of pink.
My heart is open to gentility of a beautifully human being
I have opened.
A blooming flower, trusting suns warmth, embracing truth, a form greater than I, yet is significant to my own significance.
Bleeding out scars left by pain; regenerating security where abandonment tattooed its loathing
I have opened.
Subtle sounds of sweet blaq essence build solid structures where dysfunction had demolished health.
Tangible tastes of tantalizing touch has twirled my toughness, turned me into tender tones turning me on and I have opened.
Impassioned emphasis on impact involves endearment and embrace enfolding limbs enamored with intricate elation.
I have softened
To the touch of closeness, soothed into serenity. Someday... someday I will smile to his strong symbol of boldness black beauty as armor and protection open.
Open to his intellect and defiant affection, I will be the willow weeping majestically as God made me.
Open Open to know Happiness again, To know fulfillment and peace in a way that is joined anew. Open to what life has next to offer instead of questioning what I have next to endure. I am willing to be open.
And here with me is he and we are Open.
©copyright 2012
A moment in time when I realized the colors were changing. My blues becoming purple with sunrise, my grays growing vibrant rays of pink.
My heart is open to gentility of a beautifully human being
I have opened.
A blooming flower, trusting suns warmth, embracing truth, a form greater than I, yet is significant to my own significance.
Bleeding out scars left by pain; regenerating security where abandonment tattooed its loathing
I have opened.
Subtle sounds of sweet blaq essence build solid structures where dysfunction had demolished health.
Tangible tastes of tantalizing touch has twirled my toughness, turned me into tender tones turning me on and I have opened.
Impassioned emphasis on impact involves endearment and embrace enfolding limbs enamored with intricate elation.
I have softened
To the touch of closeness, soothed into serenity. Someday... someday I will smile to his strong symbol of boldness black beauty as armor and protection open.
Open to his intellect and defiant affection, I will be the willow weeping majestically as God made me.
Open Open to know Happiness again, To know fulfillment and peace in a way that is joined anew. Open to what life has next to offer instead of questioning what I have next to endure. I am willing to be open.
And here with me is he and we are Open.
©copyright 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
I'm in Love....
After a long day of texting back and forth, my day ended with King (that's what I call him) calling me somewhat distraught because of my slow response to his attempts at communication. I admit that I was inconsiderate and that I could have been more considerate and understanding because I don't appreciate being left hanging when I have someone that is important to speak to in my life. However, this was a day that we had a short conversation AND he spent a large deal of it, explaining to me how he felt, though I admitted that I understood, I was at fault and I am sorry.
In retrospect, my King has told me that he can push an issue to make sure that he is understood, and that is exactly what happened. Our 20 minute phone conversation was 10 minutes of him making sure that I understood that he felt unappreciated and undervalued because I did not respond to him. He did tell me that this is a flaw, and now I know first hand that he sure can push an issue. Though, he is still not as bad as I have experienced. Though, he over reacted and I told him that he is going to get that under control.
I had to express this somehow. I am totally unbelievably, stupidly in love with this man. Stupidly!! That conversation was unbelievable, except when I thought about how pressing that shit was, and then it dawned on me, he was pressing an issue that was important to him, and he needed me to understand that I was important and acted as though he was not important.
I completely disregarded my King's feelings. I behaved insensitively. However, in his expression of my actions as pressing as he did, I did not realize until later that he was pressing the issue. So, as horribly annoyed as I am by the fact that our conversation was cut short and he spent the majority of it telling me that I was not considerate of how he felt, he expressed in his own flawed manner that he felt taken for granted. A position that I have been in many many many times. I have a man that has allowed me to nurture a rose, beautiful, soft, petals of velvet, color vibrant, touch sweet and vulnerable. I will cherish that forever.
In retrospect, my King has told me that he can push an issue to make sure that he is understood, and that is exactly what happened. Our 20 minute phone conversation was 10 minutes of him making sure that I understood that he felt unappreciated and undervalued because I did not respond to him. He did tell me that this is a flaw, and now I know first hand that he sure can push an issue. Though, he is still not as bad as I have experienced. Though, he over reacted and I told him that he is going to get that under control.
I had to express this somehow. I am totally unbelievably, stupidly in love with this man. Stupidly!! That conversation was unbelievable, except when I thought about how pressing that shit was, and then it dawned on me, he was pressing an issue that was important to him, and he needed me to understand that I was important and acted as though he was not important.
I completely disregarded my King's feelings. I behaved insensitively. However, in his expression of my actions as pressing as he did, I did not realize until later that he was pressing the issue. So, as horribly annoyed as I am by the fact that our conversation was cut short and he spent the majority of it telling me that I was not considerate of how he felt, he expressed in his own flawed manner that he felt taken for granted. A position that I have been in many many many times. I have a man that has allowed me to nurture a rose, beautiful, soft, petals of velvet, color vibrant, touch sweet and vulnerable. I will cherish that forever.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Haikus
Intelligent Sweet
Bright I am your sun
I feed your planet
Circling Nature
My sun to your galaxy
Feeding Your Spiral
Blaq truly lovely
Undeniable Beauty
Powerful Women
Exclusivity
Emotional Devotion
No She without He
Love pure Acceptance
Open forever goodness
Sincerely thoughtful
My supergiant
Nurtures your galaxy
Know my gravity
My supernova
Lightens your Super high nights
Feel my explosion
Destiny reacts
Intervening into love
Grow past your conflict
His soul sings sweetly
Blooming beautifully free
Subtly open
Mothering in me
Sweet loving maternity
Hauntingly soothing
Her will powers thru
His submission engaged
Together they love
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