A Memory In The Making
A rainbow of explicit scenarios…
Playing hide and go seek…
Which involve your secret garden…
Thoughts that expand far into…
A lovers universe…
Orgasms like the big bang theory…
And still man is alone…
Woman why have you forsaken…
Man…is it because of the apple…?
Sexual pleasure is a heavenly delight…
Be it day…or be it night…
Woman…(YOU) are THE gift to mankind…
I am a man…
Let me unwrap you…
And be spellbound…
What is a promise from paradise…
If one never gets to touch or taste of it…
I know now…that respect of you is …
Over due…
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You Are Great
Sweet lady day…
On my mind you stay…
My intimate whispers, resonate within…
Your spirit…
For days after…
O' how GOD must…trust mankind…
To let mankind share in this gift known as…
Woman…Truly a gift from God…
Woman- imagine Adam and Eve…?
Not making love…I just can't…
To touch woman…before and after…
Is just a thrill…to real…
An awakening…toward her beauty…And sensitivity…
Her self-respect…
It all pulls at man…
He knows you are queen…his queen…
The gift…his gift…
The woman…his woman…
And he will never forget…
Never…that you have a mind of your own…
Which enhance many things…
Like him in your dreams…
A smile from within…that is such a thrill…
Which brings about a warm chill…
An a after…smile…
Which last all day…
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Woman of Mine
I don't pretend to be the lover of lovers, I am just a man who is under new view, I am seeking to understand woman, A gift created like me by God. If I do not do this, It would make me feel odd. I am given unconditional love From the creator, As to not become a dictator. Now woman God has given me, We are created, We are both free. It was said. Let woman be! She is the apple of the Creator, And the center of man... later. Woman a door to romance She is, WOW! at a glance My life she will enhance. I ask myself day in and day out, Why do I cause woman to pout? Is it my pretending to respect her, The cause of her pain or... My lover of lovers driving her insane? I truly want to be up-right, Be 'A MAN' in her sight. Do what a man should do, To her be wonderful and true. Keep a pleasing smile on her face Drizzle her with flowers and victor-lace. Assuring her inner woman warmth, Gratifying her at every turn, Something she has certainly earned. Mother of man and his off-spring, To my world love, And caring she brings. A facetious and noble look at life, Easing what man considers as strife. Oh! how pleased I am with God, For creating such a person to share... My heart; Woman you are the bomb, No way are you dumb, Red, White, Black, and Blue, RESPECT! you are due...no one but you
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Eat Of This Fruit
Men just think…you've always…
Been close to God…
You are HIS first creation…
The vicegerent…
Over the Garden …now that Garden…
Walks on two legs as you…
Just think of the blessings…
God would bestow upon you…
For respecting, that which HE…
Birth from you…and then gave to you…
Your own Garden of Eden (paradise) …
If you will…you, would have never…
Never abused (paradise) as you have woman…
Which is now your personal Garden…
(Paradise, Eden,) you are to protect, love, honor, and
Cherish Her…
So She may acknowledge good fruit…
Can't you see…THAT She is your…
Blessing of all time…
Wake, walk-up my brother or you will surely…
Die…often…
She is yours to respect and protect no matter what…
Level of life she may live…
God…Left Eden in your control…
My…how the mighty (man) forgets…
How he became so mighty…
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Riches of A Woman
Sleep falls upon man... He awakes smiling... God...male or female... Smile at him... 'You smile my son' Yes I do... Thank you...for... The riches of this woman... My life shall shine it's bright'est... Thanks to YOUR...kindness... YOUR... sharing that creation... WOMAN... With me... from me... Ah...how wonderful my life... shall be... And respect of...woman, Is within me... How shall I ever complete...? However shall I respect... Such a gift... My Lord Ship... How? ... Help me to love, cherish and obey... The respect due YOUR...creation... She deserves...More then just me...
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Protagonist
A woman of her nature…
What is that…
Who is that…
Why is that…
Kind …and respect is due…
Loveable…and respect is over due…
Mother…and disrespected…
Lover…and confused…
Daughter and misunderstood…
Sister and forgotten…
Friend and the phone never rings…
So many women…
So many men…
Are abusing each other…
To each other they forget…
The male, female protocol…
Men have lost there balls…
Women don’t think to call…
Let men know…
SHE is his queen…
SHE is his gift…
SHE is woman…
God’s special creation…
Male and female…
Wake up…
Respect one another…
There is nothing else.
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The Right Thing
Doing what is right
As oppose to what seems right
Gives one insight
Life secrets do a woman hold
Manufactured deep from in her soul
A long distance race she does run
Working until there is no sun
Decapitation of her natural fun
An undertanding of why a woman runs
Woman is so debonair
A reason for the whole world to care
Woman...
Created not as a catastrophe
Woman...
Created as a structure free
For man that is the best of he.
The gift(woman) , with mature delight
Adds insight to mans plight.
Woman is for man a great joy/not toy.
Man has hindered his`gift` long enough.
Man made woman's beginnings rough
Treating woman as an enterprise
As he ran unconcern through her thighs.
Now, where on earth would man be
If you, woman were as half as wrong as he?
Doing what is right,
As oppose to what seems right...
Keep man ffom being honest both
Day and night.
Today man has open his eyes
Now he works at it...
And respect those thighs...
Doing the right thing.
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Her Garden
Knowing she is queen...
The Gift...
Gives her a deep relaxed...
Mind...
Allowing her to share...
Innately...
New roads...A possibility...
Un-walked avenues...
Delicate is human sexuality...
One needs freedom to be free...
To the erotic...
An expression...
Waking up the sexual being...
Sexuality knocking at the...
Door...
Of reproduction...
SOCIAL EVOLUTION...
One on one...
Psychological points in sexual...
Manners...
That inner animal...
S e x u a l i t y...
'Got to have it'...
Got to have it now...
Right now...
Anywhere...
Anytime...
No thoughts needed...
An orally stimulated act...
That is... a fact...
In or out of the rack...
A experience orgasmic...
BOOM! ...
That which is desired...
But...
Not required...
A well respected and...
Relaxed woman...
Her powers shine through...
Not only for...But
For whom...
A new world for the partner...
Male or Female...
Hats off to the Gift...
Which is also a Queen...
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My Better Half
Woman you are a beautiful…Creation…
A wishful dream…a pot of gold at the end…
Of a…rainbow…
How slow…
Is man to process…
Your caring and concern for him…
As your mate…not sexually mind you?
Just as a companion…a nearness…
A touch close…
A tear to share…
Woman you are those wonders of the world …
Spoke of around the world…
Having much to give…even when not given too…
Man's life source if he only knew…
He (man) know this not…he abuse you…
And not know….
Misjudge you and not know…
And he loves you… without knowing…
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Leelas
I was mindful the day I met you…
Mindful of the beauty which a woman…
Has inside and outside…
So you are a beautiful angel hearted Muslim woman…
I adore you from afar…I really have no…
Claims on you…
Except my heart understands it not…
Your voice whisper to me both…
Day and night…your touch gives me flight…
The heavens are sad…for an angel has gone missing…
And she is with me…
What a blessing for me…
Loving you is remarkable…
I never knew I could feel so strong…
Concerning another person…
But you Leelas touch me deep within…
Your very name thrills me…
To say it(Leelas) is a gift…
The words brings tears to my eyes…
Leelas, a name I whisper late at night and early…
Morn…such beauty…given to mankind…
A special treat from ALLAH to me…
I cry out loud in salat …
Because I needs you…
I shout because I want you…
I am over whelmed because I love you…Leelas…
Angel hearted Muslim woman…
My heart cries out your name…
As it pumps life into my soul…
You are a love sent down by the heavens…
A queen with the name of an angel…
Leelas …
A personal gift from ALLAH…
Explains why and how I can love you…
In such a special way…
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It Was Only Coffee
Young lady you run... Through my mind... More then I would like... But you being there is... Like a summer breeze... I am tense and at ease... All in that one moment... I see your body before me... Under me... Over me... I would truly love to live... Within your garden-walls... It's not often that a woman... Is so close... And yet so far... Platonic can only travel so long... I realize you are the master... Of your soul... And to me you are like gold... Deep down...I really must work... To get...IT... I felt your fresh-nesssss... From that first day at the coffee... Shop... Your silhouette haunts me still... In a very good way... A way I can't speak of... But you know...you know... If only for one night... Your garden I would love... In delight... Live there for a time... awake to the song of birds... Rushing to fix your break-fast... Treating you like the queen... You are... That gift which God created for man... I fear you...and at the same time... I adore and admire you... Respect you...that is mandatory...God says so... So I let you run through my mind... Keeping my thoughts... Fairly...fair... Most times I am breath-lessss... As I see your magnificent... Shadow... My whole being is harden... But gracefully...mind you... We must have a clandestine rendezvous... Oh'...That is just the boy in me... Speaking out... Don't worry... I will reprimand myself... For that... Sleep my queen... Enjoy the dew upon your... Garden..which is often thought about... And if ever you decide to water it... Remember... I would love to be the rain... And yes I am smiling.... And you...
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Talk About Work
“BY THE SWEAT OF YOUR BLOW”
That says much concerning a …
Man and a Woman…
That gift which God gave to man…
That queen you lie down with…
Smile with…
Dance and eat with…
You, man…should also keep…
In mind the respect of…
Talk about working…
By the sweat of ones brow…
A relationship is more of a…
Working after hours…
And down the road…reaping what…
You’ve sewn…
What is a man without…
His queen…
What is a man without his dream…
What is a man…?
Talk about working…
A man respects a woman…
The whole of her…
Her very essences…
Should excite his very being…
That respect which came from…
His mother…
Carrying over to his wife…
Or wife to be…
Freedom is not freedom…
If there is no respect involved…
Within that relationship…
A burden is the term used…
In most cases concerning the relationship…
Which is probably used for the lack of…
For a relationship is not a burden…
But a wonderful experience…
At best…
And the beauty of it all…
Is your woman….
So be an oak tree…
Rooted with a willow tree in mind…
For bending binds…
As well as mends…
A sense of togetherness…
A union like that of the universe…
Consider the moon and sun…
What an order that is…
Which pleases the earth well…
As you can… also please your queen…
Playfulness, always on the menu…
A licking of the tongue…
In a jest manner…
Would ring a bell…
Dishes washed as part of…
Bring out the kid in you both…
Not really playing hop-scotch…
But you get my point…
Out right showing your love…
With that respect riding high…
Not knowing what is hen pecked…
Learning many ways which to fly…
Conversations lead to foreplay…
And the rest…is His-story…
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My Prize
As queen you have been giving…
A set of characteristics…
Which set you apart…
In your soul, mind and heart…
Your body designed…within a great…
MIND…
Your heart is like the universe…
Having no end…
How on you…can man sin…
You who are the bees nectar…
The roots of plants…
You are woman…That mighty oak…
A bridge over trouble waters…
A GOD sent…
A precious creation…as is man…
But, you stand out…
Giving birth and all…
Having a warm cave of entry…
Tasteful…if need be… :)
You are man's paradise here on this earth…
Why can't (man) see your worth…
And never abuse but consciously respect…
You as the woman GOD…
Gave to man to make man…
A man among men…
Woman…I…LOVE…YOU…
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Baked By God
My heavenly baked beauty…
Are you truly; my duty…
Because you are driving me…
Your chocolate is all I see…
I hungerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…
Without your chocolate I am sunk…
Started with just a little kiss here…
A little kiss there…
Now I can't think anywhere…
Oh, you heavenly baked woman…
Is the term (éclair) fair….
Iced with chocolate…
I do declare…I swear…a little dish of mint...
a hint..
You echo in me…
Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate…
I am running wild…
From your chocolate style…
Oh, my queen…
Wake me not if I am a but…
Dream…
God blessed you…
With custard filling…
Sooooo…
Tantalizing…
So…damn surprising…
Arousing is your (flavour) …that mint hint...
While I am browsing…
Sometimes…it feels like…
I just can't give up…
For brown sugar…
Is…
A condition of deep thought…
Your respect must be included…
I need for you to come around…
That is the sound…
From the heavens…
To the ground…
So sweet and delicious…
A consequence I will bare…
Your respect is my dare…
My…chocolate... my mint...your..woman…ly…
Éclair…
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Extraordinary
The wonders of woman happen…
Every second…
Making man proud…
God…Shouts out loud…
"WALK MY QUEEN… WALK"
Woman an extraordinary…being…
That's right…EXTRA…ORDINARY…
GODS…(yellow finch) …
Flower of flowers…
Mind of HIS MIND…
She is queen of this planet…
No! . of this universe and outward…
Her touch like the sun giving pleasure…
Making essence, brightening mans glow…
As she moves among the earth…
Extraordinary…dark chocolate…
From the earth's core…
The hottest spot…there of…
Melting man's heart without trying…
Keeping man from dying…
But not keeping man from lying…
Extraaorrdinary…
Now…man is CRYinnnnnnn…
Knighthood him… queen…?
YES…or…NO…
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Life is a bitch
So much to understand
In this world of man
I swear I do what I can
There is much I do not know
But I keep my feet on the floor
That one day I may open the door
You see I am not really hard core
My disposition is poor
That is an eye sore
My woman need me
My grandchildren need me
My Children need me
And I need me
God never said it was easy
God never said it was fair
God gave that which I could bare
You my woman are my all
I can't rob Peter to always pay Paul
Most days I must stand tall
My mother is my first step to understanding
About life's different landing's
Respect is one of those stairs
Yes my heart is loaded down with pain
But I never have to be insane
I may walk around on a cane
But the bad in life that does not explain
Woman is my best bet
God has seen to that
So what I must really do
Is take care of me and my Boo...
And that means you.
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A Lemon To Ade
Dignity verse the woman...
An un-respect-ful man...
Would love you to be...
Because of that inner woman...
You have...he cannot see...
Hear or evening feel...
His being in 'charge'...
Is his only thrill...
But woman you are real...
A Steal...
And should be stolen...
You are that woman...
The woman which is golden...
So who rides your train...
From you they must be choosen...
Sweet or unsweet...
You are always drinkable...
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Stuck o the Butt
I cry from deep within my soul
For humanity, which is
So ugly and so bold.
Something I live and
I am not told,
To each other we are so cold.
God has given us a choice
We all have our own voice
Be it right or wrong.
The unsung heroine's song
We must sing
Ring, ding, ding.
The rhapsody of woman/kind
How it blows the mind
Yet so very, very divine.
Woman, woman so fine.
From the pits of her
Inner/self she sing
Her song.
Respect me man with ye'
Organ of taste.
Woman is all man can be
With no waste.
But, notice man continues to mistreat woman.
The will of woman/kind,
Her gentleness,
Her mind,
Her sheer delight.
Her share...
Restrain, the woman who cares
Bind her bring her to the grotto.
Her soul she will give,
For man to live.
Woman is cool, calm and collective
Under pressure still.
Going into death...
To give life
Woman, girl or wife.
Her hand someone need hold,
Without ever being told.
Woman, woman... a (God) gift,
Pure Gold.
An impelling force her source,
Deep,
Deep,
From the gut,
And with all else man is stuck...
On the butt.
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Life Is amazing
Amazing is the life given…
Like (fajr) prayer early in the morning…
Breaking the light in the sky just before sunrise…
Amazing is life given…
To hear the whispering of the winds…
After an emotional play…ha! , ha! …
Amazing is life given…
To hear the voice of a child being born…
Or birds chirping in a group by the pond…
Or at the corner street post…
Amazing is life given…
When you witness the blooming…
Of a planted seed…indeed…
Take heed…life is amazing…
Amazing is life given…
When your queen smiles at you…
Just to be smiling…
Or the woman next door offers you…
Early morning coffee…
Out of the blue…she offers you….
Amazing is life given…
Because the giver of life is(AMAZING) …
As is the woman who is created for all…
Of mankind…rewind your soul…
Love the amazement which is woman…
Share…in her respect…
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A Stipulative Discovery
(Idle hands are Satan’s work shop)
People don’t understand…
How fragile they are…
Not doing good by far…
(Like a sweet restraint…I see us)
To become accepted is like…
The main appetizer in a meal…
Love bad or good is real…
A body acceptance of entry…
To forbidden places of it’s owner…
Crying out in whispers…
Saying is that me?
Oh how lovely I am ….
How can this touch…this kiss…
Mean so much to me…
From where are these feeling…
Coming…
Mother never mention to me…
Concerning such un-spoke… of places…
The…sensation…
Wow…My body is amazing…
The reason for thinking one is in love…
I still cannot understand…
There is much of me to protect…
For I am…Queen…
Every man’s dream…
Stop man’s plot…
Trespass me not…
My relationship shall and will not…
Be a blot…
Respect of me is more then…
A marry-go-round ride…
I am self pride…
I am woman…
The gift to man…
Respect my whole being…
Or just keep on walking…
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I Wonder Woman
All… that we know as mates…
What…are we doing…as mates…
Knowing and doing…
A decision you must decide…
Has nothing to do with pride…
(Repetition) …could be good or bad…
(In the case of Abuse) …
Arguments and beatings over time…
Brings fear and a forced obedience…
In the case of love of self…
Arguments and beatings…
Brings separation and your freedom…
From that…no repetition needed…
Your queen hood succeeded…
Inner passion has much power…
You…are always the woman of the hour…
Your ability to be queen is…
Inevitable…for you are pregnant…
With such a crown…
No need for a beat down…You woman…
Are…Profound…
So remember that word, love…
And how near to a bed were you…
When, It was said…lol…
The good and the bad…
The…real ups and downs…
Your understanding…of…
(The grass is greener) …means much…
Woman…remember…God, gave you…
That touch…Use it…
Woman man, really is your student…
While being your lover…
Teach him, women unaware will thank you…smile…
Do your job, be queen, that is who you are…
And know, a man will respect that, no matter what…
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