All be it a STRONG, INDEPENDENT, OUTSPOKEN, OPINIONATED,
But CARING, COMPASSIONATE, THOUGHTFUL AND NURTURING WOMAN!
BUT HEY THAT'S NORMAL FOR A WOMAN!
STRENGTH...
DOES NOT MAKE A MAN OUT OF ME!
I like LOVIE DOVIE, POETRY, CHOCOLATES & SURPRISES!
YOU KNOW? THE MUSHY STUFF!
I like the girly stuff! Wearing earrings, shiny lip gloss with shimmer.
I like window shopping, and romantic movies (chick flicks).
Like Kung Fu too! Jim Brown, first colored man, I ever saw in a kung fu movie!
He was bad boy!
Jackie Chan is amazing and cute! Been watching him since I was kid too!
I like wearing pretty, flowing, linen sun dresses in the warmth of the sun.
I like high heeled shoes and boots! Alone with flat sandals and gym shoes!
I like good perfume! I'll wear the same kind for years if it's my favorite!
HEY, I'm sentimental!
I still have perfume my son gave me when he was a boy.
Yes! It was cheap! He was kid! Where was he working?
And Yes! I still use it. It was a gift from my son!
I like to play with little cute dogs as they and their owners pass by!
I like sitting by the river, enjoying the calm.
I'd like wading in the ocean water, playing in the sand on the beach
(if I lived near one!)
I like to hold hands with that special man.
I enjoy walks in the park and laughing at corny jokes.
I enjoy being able to be "free" to be me!
I still occasionally swing on a swing, like when I was 5!
(although my stomach is not quite that of a 5 year old.)
I like a good State Fair or carnival.
I still eat cotton candy, caramel corn and like a good candy apple still...
...everyone once in a while.
Hey! I'm older now! That stuff bothers my teeth! OK!
I'm still fun!
I still have a soft side...somewhere down in there (smiling)
HEY! This world is tough on women!
Once you get that, after growing two or three more skins,
it's hard to just let anybody in, you know!
Yep! I have written and still desire to write mushy love poems, romantic short stories and
have ideas for movies and romantic videos to go along with the songs I hear and write.
YES, I'M TOUGH! Have to be!
I still a woman. I'M A REAL CHICK AT HEART!
There, I've admitted it! BUT DON'T MESS WITH ME!
HOW YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?
Somehow, somewwhere, (I' ve run into them) there are people,
who think because a woman is strong,
she is not a "real woman" and deemed "hard to love". The jerks!
"INSPIRATION STATION"
Home...What This Is! (4/2/2010)
By Meetta
What love, does a home hold.
On a thick rug...fireside...laying by the waist side.
Not naked. With clothes on.
You understand me.
I don't have to fight YOU, to get me!
My friend. My Love. My one.
How endearing the kiss is.
So quiet, I can hear you breathing.
Only pure. Nothing perverted.
Committed.
Between us, no games or gimmicks.
How real, this is.
My heart. My love. My home.
Passion stirring beyond all measure!
Your voice, I cherish the sound.
Stimulated by your intellectual mind.
Your looks ...are beautiful!
Like European chocolate for my eyes!
Wisdom says, "youthful beauty fades."
Thankfully and overwhelmingly, It IS ,
Your compassionate heart that reassures me.
Husband, your lips excite me.
(For the husband I'm preparing for!)
Your strong, protective arms invite me.
Can't imagine anyone else.
Even when
the Storms of life come,
The affect is you, standing there in love, eyeing me, looking deep,
checking on me!
I can pretend with others, but me, YOU see!
During those times,
I look up in your eyes, unafraid.
Knowing I have a home in you, no matter what life's weather!
My heart. My home. My one.
You make it more than OK
for me to stand before you, naked in my emotions.
Right now though,
Heart beating, mind sweeping, chest heathing.
Fire still roaring, passion soaring.
There is safety in your eyes.
Please keep looking into mine.
Keep looking until they're taken over by sleep and time.
You're still so quiet, I can hear you breathing.
My heart. My love. My one.
How endearing your kiss is.
Home... is what this is!
While I was in one of my girly, chick moments.
I ADMIT IT! (chuckling)
Only strong chicks can admit this mush!
How you like them apples?
"Strong women are hard to love." P-Shaw.
(I'm still chuckling)
BYE, YALL! Meetta
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