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Letter to all Woman from all Men
Now this is very tricky and difficult because I'm also going
to speak for those males that don't know nor will they
ever know that they also represent men as a whole,
and for that we men are sorry and their actions do effect
"Manhood" in its entirety every man and just like our
inheritance from Adam we as men must pay an obvious
everlasting and ever rising toll.
While so not true right ? So it seems,
just bear with me as I explain a day
in the life of the man of your dreams,
Your attracted to him and he's handsome but a man's man
non the less, he works hard for what he wants and for his
other half in search of or in finding he knows would be
Love and Life at its best.
First it's a challenge to even be kind to you without being deemed
and while showing no sign of insincerity insincere,
and yes we are human so it's extremely hard sometimes to
understand what exactly you are thinking or doing
so please be clear.
But after much thought could it , might it, may it really be true ?,
that this day alone maybe 50 men already graced your ear and
at this point you could care less what I say or do ?
So erase your pain and ease your mind for this man please because
he's wondering if there's intellect accompanying what he see's immense
beauty and if so try and keep you near and if you do leave him your number,
was their even time to see him for him and sense the connection and not
assume another blunder, defined as a stupid mistake, because in my mind
at that point walk away with the sincere remnant of seeing something
hollow or fake.
That is if I'm sincere and not superficial and go off looks,
but require depth not necessarily that of books, but you express from
something deep down inside not the cranny's or nook's but the real not topical
you now let's take my description deeper for something better and realer and
not social media or dating site view.
But keep in mind I'm representing man and so will try and keep this short,
and through so many things like Love, happiness, pain, loneliness,
relationships, and age to choose the right words and keep it simple I
must sort.
If the beauty and intellect match and before we later declare Love and
together the world we will finally catch, we will tell each other our secrets
in getting to know each other and hopefully earn the elusive sentiment or
quality trust and hopefully match.
We think it's not visible but yet it's so clear, while we all wear the hurt and pain from past relationships like in the eyes you can see despair and in
the actions and mind from the heart comes forth fear.
Are we supposed to just not try because trying too hard makes us look weak,
or is it a matter of us not thinking but knowing your wrong and that this man you've hoped for ,for so long and now he's here to never be scared
or hide and no longer wants to seek.
A real man wants a real woman and we will both come with flaw's and all,
the saying's it will never be easy no one said it would be and never run, depart or sleep angry, but make it clear who you are ,where you stand
and what you want then don't flee but stand tall and you will succeed
with no maybe.
Here's the difference as a man he will accept or coward and not being a real man say something forgetful and just walk away, so women you know
about the real man and what he goes through regarding a woman
he's into on any given day, and let it be clear that the number one destroyer "communication" or lack their of does not have to rule anymore
but be upfront and open and may it begin for both parties finally how about next month no rain it's perfect May.
Now I hope this makes sense for it's simply original thought to Women from the depths of a Man's heart and mind it's now been written and not in the sand, for it has already been written that no matter what hurt or faults we carry between us our faults can not stop Gods plan.
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The Posings of a Homeless Heart
Once I Posed in the mirror for hours trying to find that perfect outfit and perfect fitting shirt, was that wrong since I was getting ready to pass out food at a shelter where many had been living on the street and where still covered in dirt.
I witnessed many posings while their some people that weren't dirty at all,
and people that didn't want to appear homeless or appear absolutely scared shitless of their own personal fall,
but pose as competent and pose a threat to anyone who challenges their knowledge or wellbeing or inner relentless beast who's fight is to still one day have it all.
What exactly is the right way to act or right way to pose these days after all someone has ever known or loved has been without violence or violently and without notice stripped away,
Indeed I believe their is a pose for such a person who shows no signs of homelessness yet their heart clearly shows signs of decay,
and that that heart holds a pose of Love and strength but is distracted by the ever changing environment and personalities that leave the heart and thought process in this massive disarray.
Is it a man, woman or child that we have lost in our lives that has made the heart never to be mistaken for homeless but homesick beat weak,
and is it in realizing that everything we seek out in life like money and even people are fleeding and that this could inadvertently transform us unprepared immediately into the meek.
I must say that the many posings of a homeless person must and may seem to vary from country to country, city to city and town to town,
But the many posings of a homeless heart is unwaivering in its not lust or Love for light but a rage against the dying of,
and goes to show that the luster, strength and duality of the heart while homeless or not is a very hard thing to bring down
and this sort of strength only comes from God above.
W... Truth
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A letter to Time
Time, this letter is to you, an area of contention
but first there are some things I need to mention
and I also need your standpoint on a specific question
before I hear anymore tick's and tock's,
Like did you begin when the Aztec's carved dials into the rocks,
Or when the Navy long ago created intricate yet extraordinary clocks?
You've outlasted the multitudes and have
what I've heard a power to heal,
If what I hear is to be true then that same power
for all of our sakes wouldn't it command
or direct you to stay completely still.
I just don't know I think that just like us you posses the power to kill,
but unlike us and the fact that who
I'm writing to will never read this letter
I've come to reality and say sorry for I forgot you are not real.
But I could be wrong and if I am then you must have a favorite tune,
and is it a sound or maybe a song sung by Eve ?
or in this time here and now this I really ponder " Isn't she lovely"
maybe a song by Stevie Wonder?
I Have to tell you only for clarity this next part I did dread,
I asked a random woman and a random man if they had a
question for time what would it be the woman would ask for
more of you and moreover the man turned to me and said,
More patience for it and time walk hand and hand,
sort of like both parts of an hour glass fused together
so as I lay my head in my hand,
and realize the real question of this endeavor,
My question to you is if so
do we represent the Dust or should I say Sand and
like you
really last forever?
W...Truth
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Is Lust Just
The scent of this woman his friend drives him positively crazy,
yet he daydreams of lightly caressing her like when one touches the petals of a rose or a daisy.
The urges and yearning within become to much for this one man to bear,
when the thoughts of lightly caressing turn to her dress that he wants so badly to completely rip off in one tear.
And in the midst of this feast finally lust turning to touch,
they kiss and indeed this is something he has wanted so very very much.
Two body's touch seeming as one intertwined with no regret for now,
it goes on well into the night almost morning before not saying goodbye but chow.
These lustful dreams becoming reality at no set specific or given time,
have their rewards like two body's finally held close and fitting perfect like when you yourself can feel that perfect song, poem or a rhyme.
W... Truth
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If Love Liberates
I seek high and I seek low for inspiration,wanting this life to be amazing and dreams that come true with no limitation.
I feel free when in love and free just hanging out with you in the park, but why then only when we say goodnight my happiness
subsides and I am left to wonder why while laying alone in the dark.
It's so true the best dreams do happen while I am awake, so why do we flee from a dream when realizing what's at stake.
I've known the loneliness of a loaner and the pain that grows wild within, love and my dreams went together all along and waited on me
not to flee but to begin.
If love liberates then let me own it with whatever little is left of me, because I need with the deepest inner most thought's of my being to finally be loved free.
W... Truth
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Sybaritic Character Take the Stage
The sensual sybaritic character of a man or a woman with a scarred heart,
is something that we can say will grow over time and is never visible from the start.
Upon finding that person that makes you smile when they call, sad when they fall,
and make you want to conquer the world and feel ten feet tall,
can and will this person bring this acquired sensuality from a broken hearted man or woman to a stall.
Has it been the only part of me that I've enjoyed has it really fit like a glove,
not reluctantly its the only part of me that allowed me to feel, Yes sex,
while for so so long not in love.
If true happiness is the point to work through the fact that life is difficult and at other times really really hard,
then if so do we seek it out physically, sensually or emotionally for those having been physically, sensually or emotionally scarred.
Maybe one day I will meet this person that feels the same way as I, and upon adopting their feelings I'll drop to my knees and earnestly look to the sky,
and ask that the passionate sensual beast inside me not totally be washed away, but as our body's become more and more familiar the sensual beast
within us both will no longer be held at bay.
If sensuality is a form of expression and perfect happiness is bliss,
than give me that person beautiful inside with a sensuality to match
and eyes like looking into the ocean and face and lips that I express to kiss.
No one want's to be judged for that part of them that's proved over time passionately and sensually diverse,
but it is true freedom to be loved and embraced for being who you are and no longer seeing it as a curse.
W... Truth
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Missing In Action
My feelings and emotions for her once soared high like a bird,
until she lied to my heart for entertainment with her actions,
and apologized with a word.
W... Truth
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