Let My Soul Be Heard

What is Love? Is Love eye contact without a blink? When two souls become one and link Needing her heart to live Close to you forever hearing two throbbing beats Joyful breath of life every time your lips meet I ask a question: Is this love? Is love when you exhale from your partner’s touch? Chills shiver down your spine knowing you are loved She mentions the words “I love you” as your insides rise up Feeling so beautiful, I ask: Is this love? Is love heartaches the minute you separate, Or hearing your companion’s voice As you curl up with nothing to say? Words not being able to explain how you feel in many ways But a smile like sunset that brightens up days I ask a question: Is this love? Life’s Darkest Hour As I wake up to another day that goes by, hair looking foul, face bumpy, blood-shot eyes. Birds are tweeting, so I know the sky is bright, cabinet beside me, half-full tablets from last night, feeling my heart, realising I’m alive, knowingly facing the darkest hour of my life. Day-dreaming now, spreading my wings I can fly, going up, seeing a dark tunnel in the sky. Fulfilling all my dreams if I reach the light, hearing voices, “Don’t let him go, he’s a good guy.” Something compressing against my chest, waking up to a face I don’t recognise. My cheeks are experiencing a warm breath, above me a person dressed in white. Vision blurry, voice saying, “Are you all right? A friend found you; you’re lucky to be alive.” Now it is just another day, a dark hour in my life. Changing from a boy to a man Date: 23.03.03 Some men think they have game manipulating women with ease. Remaining infatuated in a boy’s world, finding life hard to maintain with one girl. Getting her so weak, wet and moist between the knees, helping her live all her fantasies, by giving her the reality from words and foreplay touching her body emotionally. Having long phone conversations, online sex that’s not explicit, but spoken on a level where you desire each other’s needs. Keeping her satisfied physically and mentally so her mind’s occupied, no other man she will see. A question to any man, do you feel big, masculine when it’s easy to bed a woman? Let’s call it a one-night stand. Can you handle a woman challenging you mentally, desiring her physically, yet with words of encouragement she remains distant just to test your commitment? I know I can. I’m doing just fine because I believe I’m a man not looking for an easy One-night stand, but a woman I can respect wait for her until she is ready for God’s greatest plan. If you can, you’ve now become a ladies man. Black man proud 25/12/03 As I walk into a crowded room, eyes on me, camera lens on zoom. Cigar smoke cloudiness, sense of tension through the mist, people flabbergasted by my appearance. I am a black man proud, proud black man forever with perseverance. I haven’t got cane row, hair doesn’t flow through the wind, just a skin fade, not fading from within. Ordinary? No, that’s far from me. Spirit of good intention that is extraordinary. I am a black man proud proud black man forever blessed for you all to see. Life is not a game, although most of us are gambling, taking chances, steps made with caution. Being observed constantly, is this because of my wisdom? Meaningful words, Is this why I’m centre of attention? Could it be the way I walk, or the deepness when I talk? My essence of smell? Or perhaps for none of these reasons at all. Regardless whatever the reasons are, I am a black man proud, proud black man forever, black man proud, I’m a star. Making love to music 15/01/04 As I make love to music, every beat trembling my soul, chorus not hollow, high pitch treble, making me feel whole. Surround sound voices echoing off four walls, exotic base, pleasures galore. Making love to music, always wanting more. As I make love to music feeling the frequency under intense pressure, audio leaving me speechless leave little room for error. Play not only half way, until the finish, fulfilling my hunger, as I make love to music passionately on the sofa. Relaxed, as quiet as a whisper, making love to music capturing my moment chilled with a feeling of forever. Contentment, peace of mind, in love with music, the beauty of it cherished close for comfort. It touches your inners. Online Seduction Undated I met her online, and it would become an inspiring moment in my life. You see, I’m a writer, and my main topics involve my life and the experiences I encounter. We exchanged numbers here on the net and little did I know I was about to fulfill all of my fantasies. My friend Amber told me I am mad for giving out my number on the net. The person on the other end could be some sort of nut or something but I didn’t listen. I was so caught up by ‘Sexy legs’ pictures that my mind had already been made up. I was intrigued by this woman and needed to know her angles. Is she really interested in a guy like me? Why? There are so many men here on Face-Pic and she chose me to play with. Play with my mind, body and soul. Her pictures were very seductive and from the look of them alone I felt as though my flesh was being eaten away, and the only thing that would save my sanity was my willingness to explore my curiosity.