Transitioning

Change is inevitable. As such, the way I view my literary pursuit has changed and as a result - I won't be writing in this blog anymore. I'll still be writing, and if you want to keep up, please visit my new blog: Tricianess. My intent is for the blog to be conceptual combo of this blog and Tricia says so if you've enjoyed reading this blog, you might enjoy what you find on my new venture. Read the first post here. And thank you for reading!

Men!

I love men.
I love a man with big broad shoulders and strong arms-
I love a man with not-so-broad shoulders and not-so-strong arms but can still knock this broad off her feet - no problem-
I love a man with confidence-
I love a man with insecurities-
I love a man confident enough to show his insecurities-
I love to make a man feel good in the ways only a man can feel good-
I love to make a man feel good in the ways anybody can feel good-
I love making love to a man -
I love f*cking a man -
I love the differences between me and a man:
I love how the differences frustrate me
I love how the differences excite me
I love how the differences feel to me - they fulfill me .
I love when a man makes me feel good-
I love when I have to show a man how to make me feel good - and he doesn't mind-
I love when a man shares their mind with me-
I love when a man shares their soul with me - their spirit with me-
I love when a man shares their body with me - short or tall, big or small
I love a man with bright eyes and full lips-
I love a man with piercing eyes and small lips-
I love a man who loves to take me by the hips and kiss me-
I love a man who knows how to kiss me-
I love a man who pays attention and never misses the important days-
I love a man who is consistently wonderful - Sunday to Saturday -
I love a man who isn't afraid to go after what they want-
I love a man who takes risks-
I love a man who knows when not be risky-
I love a man who uplifts me-
I love a man who teaches me-
I love a man who challenges to the point it drives me crazy-
I love a man who forces me to grow-
I love a man who makes me want to grow-
I love a man who loves to learn-
I love a man who handles his business and is not concerned about how much I earn-
I love a man who respects me-
I love a man who treats me like royalty-
I love a man who only deserves the royal treatment-
I love a man who I can trust with my secrets-
I love a man who can understands when I just can't deal-
I love a man who, with a word or a touch or a kiss - can heal...
I love a man who speaks, touches and kisses me sincerely-
I just love men... so dearly...

© 2007 Patricia B.

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So I wrote this poem over a year ago - originally posted in my very first post. I was thinking today about how much I really do enjoy men - and came across a number of cuties as I went out and about my business (especially this one light-skinned hazel-eyed fella I eye-flirted with while trying to get on the crowded 2 train. Beautiful!) Thinking about all that male beauty and watching the youTube clip on Common's blog of him dancing to a remix to Universal Mind Control (he is so yummy!) I just felt inspired to re-read and re-post this one.

Shout out to my future husband. I will be so good to you!

the sweet goodness of my life:

it's syrupy sweet
my footsteps sticky as I walk down the street
because it drips from my pores
pouring from my soul
in abundance
because the abundance
of goodness of my life
its a marvel that I even feel any strife
for my spirit buzzes like a honeybee's hive
for the glory and the magic that it is to be alive
and to walk in this life with my steps bound and
slowed down by syrupy love
in a hail of candied joy
showering down from Above.

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I had the most intense prayer - and this is what resulted. Crazy. But for a reason.