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WHAT YOU DID How can I explain what you did What you gave You brought sunlight Where there was only dark You brought laughter To a stark and bitter heart You painted fields of red and yellow made me believe you could be my fellow brought such joy then it had to go away took me awhile to realize that the love will always stay your body I had to release didn't bring me joy didn't bring me peace don't have your scent between my sheets No more lazy Sunday morns no more late night sex no more playing with your erects Was left with a void didn't know if I was up to the test I won't date, lost my love the hell with the rest. Fast forward a year no longer shedding those salty ass tears Found someone deep someone who will always stay someone who won't give my lovin away Only he ain't a he He turned out to be a she and the she's name is ME Karen Roberts (c) - KAYC918@aol.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ the breakup, chapter two asses shift hands wringing hands nails tapping surfaces worn with scars and grooves breath heavy upon unbreathed breath eyes lowered empty dark and dripping your lips moving remembering lips and tongue and teeth and hair so shamed and so fulfilled there is no other path around this piercing we chat about the job and weather speak once familiar dialects of body language revisited you scratch your head releasing a memory embedded behind the ear in which she last left whispers and convulse involuntarily while you think of the second hour taste of the fingers on your right hand LOOK AT ME i am not going to make this easy for you not going to pat your back or shake that hand give you a box lunch and carfare not going to run the tape WE CAN ALWAYS BE FRIENDS WE CAN ALWAYS BE FRIENDS WE CAN ALWAYS BE FRIENDS i mean just how many times are you going to leave me before i have been left indeed... Jaci LaMon (c) - firstname.lastname@example.org ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A Promise translation Te Quiero = I want Te Amo = I Love you Es neccesario = i need Para me = for me A Promise Te Quiero With each passing moment Te Amo The light of your spirit Es neccesario The touch of your soul Para me With each moment spent apart my love for you grows with each day that feeling expands for every second without you my mind spins an eternity of fantasy love stories and comedies with you as my lead and infinite of happy endings So I say Te Quiero I feel Te Amo the touch of your soul Es neccesario the light of your spirit Para me Lita (c) - BoNitaLita@aol.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Cyber Convo We've had interesting conversations u &I 2 the point of being obscene all in the name of chat room fun. But who r u really, yet again who am I. Why did we meet in this place &yet not meet 4 I have yet 2 hear the soft breathing of your melodious strong Black voice, my eyes have never gazed deeply intently into yours. I have only our descriptions of each other, mental photographs of imagination for my scrapbook if u will. who are we really but shadows and whispers of people we'd like 2 b. Who is mark &what is his game plan? what makes him tick, think, act, react, engage in dynamic dialogue? But who is pam? with her feeble writings as a foggy, smoky window to her soul, barely letting the sun in to chase all the cobwebs away. Who r we &why did we happen chance upon this room &why have we gravitated to one another with only snippets and snatches of phrases mostly in crowds during a busy and often hectic work day. Could it b our astrological likeness being both fair-minded and creative that we somehow stimulate our cerebral cortexes. Nah, I just like the way you type.................... :o) Pam McCullough (c) - FYNEZZE@aol.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sleep Walkiní (for Naeemah) I kissed a shadow not my own and laid to rest a fear, that a stranger, dark may be a test of what I did hold dear. I talked with someone not known to me, in conversation rare, then looked around to find no one, except the shadow there. We walked in shoes that were not ours, for about a mile or so then we returned from whence we came -- or perhaps, we didnít go? I shared this dream as dreams are shared with God and no one else and found the dream, no dream at all; but god within myself. So as you walk upon this earth be gentle as you go, for "shoes of strangers" and "shadow dreams" are meant to make us grow Saleem Abdal-Khaaliq (c) - email@example.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Retrobution No longer do you need to have heavy shoulders It's my turn to carry the weight of the world For years you were my light in a tunnel of uncertainty But now it's my turn to shine and find a better passage In this cruel world you were the savior to my soul Rescuing me from an unknown fate You stood by my side when I was considered a burden to society You listened to my spirit when it told you stories of my struggle Beautiful you are in any exquisite shade The grace you have bestowed upon me is one of passion and love You were my crutch when my soul was broken with despair Never again will I let you down I owe you for not being a man and I thank you for making me one When the clouds were over my head, you brought me sunshine When the rain began to fall, you gave me shelter Your aura is that only equal to heaven You are the essence of my being Shawn Goins (c) - firstname.lastname@example.org
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