My ’special’ internet friend.

The internet is scary

The internet is fun

The internet is the place

I met my special ’one’

We met upon the internet

Our keyboards as our voice

Monitors as our eyes

We fell in love by choice

The days and weeks since we’ve met

Have gone bye very fast

The many hours spent online

Each telling of our past

The miles that lay between us

Seem to be so few

One click upon a button

And there I am with you

To see your name upon my screen

Does give me such a thrill

And when you send your "Hey Baby"

It makes my heart stand still

The little things you say and do

Those smiles and hearts you send

You’ve come to mean so much to me

My ’special’ internet friend.

Copyright CD

Distant

I totally feeling this poem. I really miss him so much when we are apart. I think about him everyday. It never be enough. A I want to be close to him. Distance is driving me insane.

I can't see you
I can't smell you
I can't touch you
And I can't feel you
But, somehow, I know you're there.

A distance, so brutally far
A feeling, so uncomfortably near
It fills me with want and desire
And I realize- I must not conspire.

I cannot think and can't imagine
I fear if I do it will make me closer
While you remain out of reach
And probably with someone else...
I know I could be her... if I was there.

I can't see you
I can't smell you
I can't touch you
And I can't feel you
But, somehow, I know you're there.

I long to hear your voice once more.
In the past it filled me with exhilaration
And then left me in despair.
Fill my soul once more with your proper tone
And then jerk it away, as we say, "So long".

I want to know feelings I never felt before
But will I ever experience your gentle touch again?
Or your warm breath against my neck,
As you solemnly whisper, "I love you, I need you."

But.............

I can't see you
I can't smell you
I can't touch you
And I can't taste you
But, somehow, I feel I could.

Why does my heart beat so rapidly
At one little thought of you?
Why do I need for you to touch me, hold me
Press your sweet, warm body to mine?
Oh, give me pleaures I could never know....

I want you to teach me the wonders
I've never known and take me to levels
Never seen before by my quivering soul.
Suck me in, let me drown.....
It would be like a baptism...... my heart with yours.

I can't see you
I can't smell you
I can imagine
And I can't touch you.
Somehow I feel we're beyond that.

We are two- united from the start
Meant to teach, to love, to comfort, and caress.
I could never let go of you
Even though there is nothing to grasp.

Even if it fades over time
It could never fade completely
And, one day, when I do see you.....
I'll feel it's you, I'll know it's you
The love, pain, worries, and curiosity
Will run through me once again.

Then.....

I Will see you
I Will smell you
I Will feel you
I Will taste you
But, somehow... it won't be the same.

copyright by  Elizabeth Higgins

Black is Beautiful

Black is a beauty
What does Black mean to you?
When it come to a beauty of black, it can't be describe.
Black is beautiful,
Any skin color complexion does not defines me.
I am not brown, dark camel, coco, whatever color that may be.
Beautiful Black defines ME.
Look in their eyez, you will see true beauty
True beauty of our skin, eyes, hair, personality, smile,
intelligence,strengthen, heart, soul, and everything.
It can't be overlook.
Sometime we feel that we are not our skin when we see bruise, pimples,
dark sport n etc.
Should it be main issue of our lifestyles?
Yes, we worry about staying beautiful
Yes, we worry about keeping our self-esteem high
So we can feel good about ourselves
We r our skin when we see the beauty in ourselves.
We are beautiful on the inside
On the outside shouldn't be worry
So don't worry what is on the outside
We are still beautiful no matta wat
We are proud to be black
So feel proud
Enjoy your skin
Feel your skin
& enjoy ur beauty
Different complexion of skin is a beautiful color
No competition should be complete.
No need to feel jealous
Everybody is unique in their own skin color
No need to be wishing
Everybody should feel good about themselves
Why should skin color be an issue?
we should love ourselves no matter what skin color
We shouldn't judge so don't let anyone judge you
Confidence is the key to help you gain self-esteem
Don't let ur confidence be taken way
Be proud who you are
Love yourself
God loves us so much and made us that way
My black, my beauty, & me is beautiful

Copyright by Contessa Brown..

Be a strong woman

 I love this poem... I totally feeling this..

A Strong Woman
vs.
A Woman Of Strength

A strong woman works out every day to keep her body in shape but a woman of strength looks deep inside to keep her soul in shape

A strong woman isn't afraid of anything but a woman of strength shows courage in the midst of her fear

A strong woman won't let anyone get the best of her but a woman of strength gives the best of her to everyone

A strong woman makes mistakes and avoids the same in the future but a woman of strength realizes life's mistakes can also be blessings and capitalizes on them

A strong woman walks sure footedly but a woman of strength knows when to ask for help

A strong woman wears the look of confidence on her face but a woman of strength wears grace

A strong woman has faith that she is strong enough for the journey but a woman of strength has faith that it is in the journey that she will become strong.

Copyright © 2005 Dee Cheeks