Roses are a variety of colors sending their sweet perfume in the air though however lovely must be approached with care lest their thorns prick you unaware.
-lsthurman- 2013
Tag: Poetry
Black Man
Thank you for loving me patiently, caringly, kindly
Please do not cease caressing me with your kind words
Baby… I like… how you call me to you
With your eyes, body, spirit, and soul.
I respond to you with all of me
Nothing will I withhold
Hold me close to you
Your heart beat sings to me
Your embrace fits me perfectly
Let me stay a little while in tune with you and me
The world stops
Frozen
While your love touches me intimately
I look up as your beauty your eyes wash over me
Baptized
Truth is I loved you the first time I saw you walk by
Like water.. tall dark African Prince… refreshing
Delicate
Like a dream and you touched me with your words
Embraced me with your look
Hello It’s Me
Loneliness comes at any given moment
Like a glorious horizon
A gloomy storm ahead
You never know what comes next
You insist to cry in bed
Your world seems so cold and dark
You feel all alone
Maybe it’s something to cherish
Even though you cannot bare it
Get to know
Who’s really behind those eyes…?
It’s ok to cry
Look at the brighter side
Happiness
Remember life’s fun times
Learn from your mistakes
Maybe then from your loneliness
You will choose to wake.
I still love him
Yes…he did it…with or without regrets. I may never know. Took my heart right outta my chest like a beast devoured it until there was nothing left. Took my heart poured out the contents and threw it down shattering it into a thousand pieces. Hear the sound… He took my heart. His prayer was that I would never stop loving him. If only he knew–it was his love that grew cold. He took my heart. With his boyish grin. His musical laughter and of course his intelligence. He took my heart with a simple kind gesture moment to moment. He took my heart until I surrendered to the love growing inside of me. Yes, I will marry you rings in my ears. Forgiveness has a way of healing the most tragic of circumstances. He took my heart. Yet, I still love him enough to move on.
Written By LaQuita S.Thurman 11 October 2012
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