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THE (1ST) KISS For so long--it was my only wish then with storm clouds overhead It happened!! The Kiss Soft, sweet, & inviting were your lips & with a peck my heart began igniting Then as we were in our tongue tied debate the nervousness melted away & I became solely focused in our embrace It's funny--up to that point of the night, it wasn't something I missed But don't get me wrong!! I 'm glad it happened.......... Our first Kiss (C) 1998 Donald Conley Jr. +++++++ 360 Degrees Sweet, Honey Dipped Chocolate, Taste me In Your Mind. Silky Smooth - Sleek - Golden Bronzed Skin, Shimmering...Glistening. My Aura Lights The Day - Illuminates The Night. Truth Shines Through My Eyes... My Loins Have Borne The Nations, My Waters Sustaining All. I Am Life. Without Me -- There Is No Other. All Men Seek the Shelter Of My Thighs... See My Face, Hear My Voice -- Listen To The Rhythm Of My Heartbeat! Know My Spirit, This Is Where You Live; OVERSTAND NUBIAN MAN, I AM LOVE. And Like All Things, You Too Shall Return Home For We Are One And Without You, I Am Not. Maseo999@aol.com =================== IF I HAD MY WAY If I Had My Way, I would just work and play, And enjoy the day as normal people do; I would make playful use of leisure, pursue My childhood dreams and pleasures, and Live for wild and exotic adventures. This is What I would do, If I Only Had My Way. If Only I Had My Way, I would only sing songs That give Me pleasure; I would sing about crazy Sexy love, holding and rubbing and squeezing tight, And giving good loving all through the night. This Is what I would do, If Only I Had My Way. If I Really Had My Way, I would just write poems About nature; I would write about the Bright colored rainbow, the flowers And the bees, and the birds that fly. I would Write about the Early Morning Sun and The Big Yellow Moon, and the beauty that they give to The heavenly sky. This is exactly what I would Do, If I Really Had My Way. But I Don't Have My Way, so I must kneel and pray, Give Thanks and Praise to THE MOST HIGH GOD, who Has guided and protected Me throughout My Life. I must make good use of leisure, give to the Best of My ability, and offer a helping hand to My fellowo/man and humanity. These are the Things that I must do. I must not only sing songs of Love, but also Redemption Songs, Songs Of Freedom; songs of Peace not war, songs of Love not hate, and I must Also sing Black Songs, songs about My People. And if I do sing songs about Love, I must sing About Righteous Love, Eternal Love, and Divine Love. These are the songs that I must sing. Writing poems about nature gives Me spiritual Pleasure; but I must also write poems about Struggle, The Struggle of My People, past and Present. I must also write poems about injustice, And encourage humanity to Sow Some Seeds Of Justice; and I must write poems about Truth, that We may learn to seek Truth and Set Ourselves Free. David L. Weeks LASANA Productions 4/1995 © +++++++++++++++ Sista's We are the Creators of the Universe We may have been stolen from our continent But never removed from the richness of our Culture. We are that warm comfortable patchwork quilt Put together with scraps, but sewn so tightly together We provide warmth and comfort on the coldest nights. Sewn with an invisible thread of strength That binds all of us together. We nurture your babies Turn your daughters into ladies We make boys put away their toys And turn your son's into men. When the sun rises We start the process all over again. Karen Roberts KAYC918@aol.com
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