Pure Heat

He walked in to the room all I can feel was his baritone voice
Like silk it entered my ears and down my neck and landed on my collar bone
My body froze, my mind raced wondering where the heat was coming from

I sat there no longer watching the TV, but taking in all that he said , how he said it and what would he say to me...My phone rings, I walk out the room to take the call

As I passed him by, I refuse to look into his eyes, but his eyes were on me, I could feel the heat, his shadow told me he was tall, his voice was not the only thing that was deep, I wanted him deep in me.

As I reentered the room, he stopped me to say hi, "Oh hi", I said as if I never noticed him. I was nervous, if I were wearing a skirt you could hear my knee's knocking. He was beautiful. His 6'4" frame was a compliment to my 5'4". His lips, juicy and moist waiting on a kiss from me, he spoke words that I did not hear, my focus was his statue. His brown eyes, his dark skin, I wanted a tall glass of him, straight, no chaser.

At that moment, he could have anything he wanted from me. I was mesmerized and I enjoyed the submissiveness of it all. Take me, do as you please, please. Use me tonite and if you make it right, I will be back.
Touch me, feel that I am soft, know that this is yours until you are full, and when you are hungry again, I will be there to anticipate all your needs.
Let your hands roam by body like a tourist with no map. Where ever you end up is the right place. Take a trip to my fairyland, every ride is sweet. Let me take you to the highest point of clarity. Because only a man who can truly see the beauty of what he is embarking upon, can truly see me.

Damn.....as I returned from my trance, I was being introduced to this man with whom I made my fantasy.  Unbeknownst to him, we had made love all around the world. We shook hands, made small talk, he went his way and I went mine.

I smiled knowing where I had been.

Dating Again....Whhhheeeewww!!

I had one of the nicest weekends this year. I hung out with friends, the RAIDERS won, and meet one of the nicest guys in a long time.
I am dating, or getting back in to the swing of it per say and it is a rare case to meet someone and an hour later we are out having a great time. He was what I liked, but since my manometer has been a little off due to a lack of dating, I am going to enjoy it for what it is, because next week might be a different story....lol
There is also another young fellow who I used to like back in the day and he has resurfaced in the most powerful way. I wonder why that happens? It makes me wonder why do people resurface back into your life after such long periods of time.

After talking to this man for awhile, I realized that he has been many places that I have been, but I never noticed him. My eyes were unfocused and my attention was somewhere else. I must say that the same remains true today. When I with someone that I love, I see no other man. In my eyes, there is not another man that exist. But anyway, his memory was apparently very vivid, I guess a man always remembers the woman he did not get.....lol. He was at one of my birthday parties, he went to one of the colleges I attended, I do not remember any of that..sad. But as most people know I had a boyfriend in high school and I was all his......seriously. It was my daughter's father after that, so yeah, there was no other man.

This new energy that I am carrying has me getting a lot of attention. I usually get a lot of attention, but this time "I am really getting a lot of attention". I am a shy person, so sometimes it embarrasses me. It makes me feel timid and want to climb inside a closet to shut it all down. Which is one of the reasons that I do not go out that much. Some men act like they never saw a beautiful woman before, and they do the strangest things. Like over compensate, be over accommodating and it makes them look silly. I enjoy being treated like a lady. I mean a beautiful woman can get away with a lot, and gets a lot, hands down, but please it's the norm for me, you are just adding to what I get on the regular, just in small doses without the overkill. Don't come off so hungry....lol It scares me.

So as I embark on my new dating experiences, maybe I will keep you posted on some of the happenings. I am such a private person, I can never just tell all. The sex in my life is something that I have missed, and gosh I promise to do it differently this time,and I don't mean different positions. I am going to enjoy it just the same, just go about it in another way, maybe in a way that will leave us both happy and more than satisfied.


Smoooches

Where is he?

So here I sit on another sleepless night
Believing that everything will be alright
Wondering what my husband is doing tonight

If he were here we would talk, laugh and make perfect love

Promise to be there for each other like many times before and fall into
a heavenly slumber

We would dream of each other as if we never meet. Dream of this moment
and days that haven't happened yet.

We would dream of walks in the park, holding hands, smiling, and dancing to
our heart beat
Having a strong, true and incredible love that knows no defeat.

We would comfort each other in times of need, being a best friend, confidante and
whatever else we may need.

I love my husband, A God send is what he is to me
When I wake from this dream, there he lies sleeping right next to me.

No Regrets (A Poem Story)

My heart has been torn out from the bottom
And there was no way I could stop him

I wanted what he gave and I willingly became his
emotional slave

How could I have been so blind, you got one over this time
Ya see, I am usually on my toe's when it comes to average Joe's, but this
brotha, I bought everything he sold
And I can't even tell you what it was
But when he came it felt like an uncontrollable force
I was instantly attached to a feelin' I never wanted to divorce

He made me sick.
And I loved it.

I craved him and thought of things and moments to come, I was lost and it
all felt so good, at first.

He was just what I liked. A conscious brotha', knowledgeable of everything that
moved the planet, his heritage and culture, his pain, his struggle
I was feelin' him.

A pure intellect, cuz I prefer a mind fuck over a fuck, but who the fuck was he?
A mystery that I wanted more of, an unpredictable human so wonderfully made, but had I been played?

Nah, of course not. Cause as I sit here thinking of moments past, and how that
love bug had knocked me on my ass, I enjoyed every moment like the sunset, and in love and war there are no regrets.