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…
Whisperkwane@gmail.
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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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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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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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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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Prosperous
My eyes slowly showing
What her heart was knowing
Thy elan soaring
I can unselfishly share
I can care
I am no longer rare
Returning love no more a dare
A gift now in my lair
Woman the gift...not spare
Finished living on the line
Which was consuming my time
Independently of the gift divine
Impartial, woman one of a kind
May help fortify one's mind
Mutually...one half.
Sympathetic is she
I advance not with lids closed
I wish not...turn up my nose
She is more, I suppose
I am becoming whole
Loving is bold
To this woman I promise my soul
Woman is real
Woman is alive
Now I live
As to protect that of my rib
My heart was...heavy
Before this woman I plea
Cultivate your warmth of me
I may have played the fool
How I have changed my attitude
That old theorem most not prove true
Let me give thanks and shout
And pull the red carpet out
Dear woman may God
Forever bless you
Dubbed...as a
human to human contact.
A union I shall eternally respect
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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...
whisperkwane
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The Truth Will Give You Love
Love is wise, but how wise?
Real love can live without the magic of sex?
Love is the wisdom of two people
Sex is the lust of many
A woman the gift...a wise person
Understands less sex.
Women are not always willing to be on there back
A relationship is not a running track
But a place to be laid and admired from the sack.
A man as I was told... is bold for the female hole
Wisdom did him no good...
Born for sex from the hood...
Ride'em, feed'em, and Puck'em
That is how it was told
But the wisdom of the gift
Put into man a shift...
Now most men see love with both eyes and hope
Instead of with one eye and the hole as dope.
The gift is a shadow of a man's smile..
A woman's love is the wisdom we both learn to live and grow with
Now that most men understand that woman is woman
And man is man...Let us try to do the best we can....
Less sex on demand.
whisperkwane
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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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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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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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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.
whisperkwane
swtlamb@yah oo.com
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Hymn To The Woman
Woman
You are God's gift to the world
Woman
You are
The flowers that grow wild
Around the river
Woman
The water of the river
Is flowing slowly
Woman
Your eyes are so beautiful
Woman
Your smile is like a rainbow
So let it shine
Woman
Don't be afraid to show your smile
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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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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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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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Woman Come Set Your Man Free
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman only you have the key
To release these chains that bind so tight on me
Won’t you come and smile
Turn the key, release me awhile
Yeah, woman come set your man free
Take me to heaven
Give me just enough
There can be no denying me
The gift of your love
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman you’ve laid siege to my heart
I’m hungry for the taste of your love
My world’s forever changed
Your Rome, I’m Carthage
Woman come and set your man free
Take me to heaven
Give me just enough
There can be no denying me
The gift of your love
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman, I’m in exile on foreign shores
A refugee in need of your love and warmth
Won’t you give me shelter, and a little more
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
I’ve been wandering in the wilderness
And it’s time for a new address
Woman come and set your man free
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
She gives me love, and so much more
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
Copyright Colin Coplin 2003 /2010
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Smile Woman Smile
Smile woman smile, smile baby smile.
You have been made with love and care.
Smile woman smile,
God smiled when he made you,
Smile baby smile,
He took all the emotion and love he had and put it in you
Smile woman smile,
He created you to share the gift of creation with him,
Smile baby smile,
He made you sensitive, emotional, gentle, kind, loving, thoughtful and self sacrificing,
Smile woman smile,
The angels ululated and rejoiced when they saw what a wonderful creation woman was,
Smile baby smile
He put in you the natural motherly instinct; he knows with you around there will be enough love to go around,
Enough empathy and care to go around.
You are special because you have been made soft yet strong.
In times of pain, you sooth.
When there is sickness you care,
You are the glue that sticks a family together and a pillar of the community.
How great you are. How wonderful and blessed you are.
Smile woman smile,
Smile baby smile.
elizabeth Jacqueline Mpanga
poem by Elizabeth Jacqueline Mpanga
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Heaven's Behind My Woman's Door
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman only you have the key
To release these chains that bind so tight on me
Won’t you come and smile
Turn the key, release me awhile
Yeah, woman come set your man free
Take me to heaven
Give me just enough
There can be no denying me
The gift of your love
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman you’ve laid siege to my heart
I’m hungry for the taste of your love
My world’s forever changed
Your Rome, I’m Carthage
Woman and set your man free
Take me to heaven
Give me just enough
There can be no denying me
The gift of your love
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
Take me by the hand
And lead me to your promised land
Woman come and set your man free
Woman, I’m in exile on foreign shores
A refugee in need of your love and warmth
Won’t you give me shelter, and a little more
Woman come and set your man free
Woman come and set your man free
I’ve been wandering in the wilderness
And it’s time for a new address
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
She gives me love, and so much more
Heaven’s behind my woman’s door
Copyright Colin Coplin 2003 / 2011
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