Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Stand in  front of the mirror. Open yourself up to yourself. Pull back all the layers of you and what is your core? What are you really made of? Take away what others have defined you to be. Step outside the box of others expectations and limitations.  The masquerade is over. Take off your mask of forced smiles. Remove ever trace of disappointment,  regrets, and sorrow.  Force every insult and negative thought to leave your mind. Open your eyes. Exhale. The reflection you see now is untainted. See yourself for the first time from your perspective. Now, fulfill your purpose and do you. After all, who can do you better? Again, I ask you, what are you really made of? Only time will tell. Nothing else stands in your way.

Power of a Woman

If only we knew our true power.
We are built with strong backs and soft hands.
We speak comfort with lips and conceive life between our hips.
We are extraordinary.
Before there was Martin and Malcolm
There was Harriet and Sojourner.
One leading us to freedom and one after we got there, declaring despite all the hardships and loss, I still bare my cross.
Having to work like a man
And although calloused, I still have a woman's hands.
Ain't I a woman?
We are a force to be reckoned with.
More powerful than we can comprehend.
Understanding we are often misunderstood. We carry generations in our wombs.
So full of life we release the pain of our unfertilized soil once a month.
Just a reminder of what we possess.
Our bodies are not meant just for sex.
Our lips speak life into our sons and daughters.
Our hands hold the potential of what is yet to come.
Our arms are the gateways to heavenly hugs.
Our waists are small to allow our lovers to wrap around us to remind us we are loved.
Our hips are wide to give way to the future that lies within our loins.
We are goddesses by design.
I pray this reminds you of who are.
A queen.

Haters

We all have them. They are the thorn in our side and also the motivation that drives us. HATERS! A hater can be classified as an individual that always has something negative to say about you no matter how talented you may really be. They will not give you the credit you deserve because deep down they wish they were you or had what you have. Without haters we  would not know if we are on point or not. If you are not being talked about then you should be worried. When people talk, consider it free publicity.  This is also true when it comes to relationships. People are either mad because of who you're with or just wish they were with you. Let them be mad and you just keep doing you. No one else can do it better.

Black Beauty

Black is beautiful.
Black is proud.
Say it loud.
I'm black and I'm proud.
Then he approaches me and says.
"You sure are cute for a dark skinned chick."
My smile slowly fades.
Trying to figure out when beauty was defined by shades.
My shade of black is a deep chocolate mocha.
Sprinkled with hints of rose in my cheeks when I smile.
Smooth cup of black coffee.
Guaranteed to keep you up, but I am more than a fantasy.
Imagine me, romantically.
Like a Hersheys kiss, I melt in you mouth and your hands.
My lovin' will have you speaking Creole from my native land.
My love overflows and is deep as a well.
Got you wondering what is that Voodoo that I do so well.
Not a witch doctor, but I'll nurse you to health.
Having my love will be the foundation of your wealth.
The fruits of other loins will always vary,
but there's nothing more sweeter than a chocolate strawberry.
They say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice.
I say the blacker the berry the deeper the truth.
Don't define,my beauty by the shade of my complexion.
My beauty has many layers,
So it makes me more complex and
I'll never apologize for how my creator made me.
I was marinated in his essence, seasoned me with grace
and with sprinkle of sass he sauteed me.
And even with your ignorant comment
you still want to taste me.
Slide tongue between folds of chocolate
ripe pearl, and enjoy the flowing glaze me.
Yet your eyesight is so hazy.
I'm beginning to think you're crazy.
If you think that this young lady
will smile and say thank you.
Like soy sauce on some fries.
You and I know that's the wrong condiment.
Describing my beauty based on my hue.
Is definitely the wrong compliment.
But if I check you on it then I'm the cliche' black chick with an attitude.
So trying to validate myself is pointless since you lack the aptitude in understanding how to approach me.
I am beautiful because I am me.
Beautifully black because I am she.
I am black and beauty is me.

Dating

In this day and age, it is hard to find people who are actually dating. Dating, as in, boy meets girl. Boy asks girl out. Girl says yes. Boy and girl agree on a time for the date. Boy picks up girl..so on and so forth. People have adapted to bootycalls or first dates being at each others houses. Whatever happened to romance? Having dinner with someone and actually getting to know them? Dating is a lot like a job interview.  It gives you time to find out if this person peaks your interest and you want to know more. Assuming the end result of this exchange is to be in a monogomous relationship...or not. Not every candidate qualifies for the position. Think about it.  How many of us know someone who 'hooked up' with someone and now they have a child with them and the two of them can barely stand each other?   If they had slowed down and cooled off their hormones, they may have seen these traits way before children came into the picture. Now, don't get me wrong.  There are times you think you know someone and they switch it up on you.  Happens all the time. Just like an employer hiring someone for a position and they stop showing up to work.  There's always a risk involved, but if in the end we find our soul mate it is so worth it.   Let's get back to the basics!

Intimacy

Lying in your lovers arms. Snuggled up real close. Inhaling their scent. Lost in oblivion.  There's no safer place than in your lover's arms at night. Occasional kiss on the forehead to let you know how dear you are to them.  This is an example of true intimacy.  Meeting your lover in a moment of vulnerability and strength.  Allowing them to show you how safe your are and how loved you are, and you allowing yourself to just melt in their arms and be weakened by their charms just for a few moments in time.  Intimacy, in my opinion, is a lover showing me you are into me.  All the complex parts of me and vice versa.  Most times it is one-sided and one persons is left feeling foolish trying to intrigue their lover on another level.  Taking time to get to know your partner is the key. As years go by we all go through changes, but it's getting through those growing pains and growing together that keep you strong. Each moment of intimacy a long they way will keep your love life smoldering.

Stimulation

How can one describe the feeling of being intrigued? That moment of being intrigued so much mentally that it manifests physically. For example ladies, have you ever been so stimulated that you have literally climaxed without being touched? Sounds unbelievable, right?  Believe me it's possible.  Sensuality mixed with intellectual stimulation is a great recipe for the ultimate orgasm.  Arousal is more than physical. When you have a lover that stimulates you mentally, arouses you physical, and compliments you spiritually, you experience a climax that is out of this world!  I am talking, toes curling, I don't care if the neighbors hear, cause they damn sure gonna know your name, pillow biting, screaming orgasm.  Ladies, make sure your lover makes you cum intellectually and there will never be a problem being stimulated sexually.