Piggy-Back...

I'M GRATEFUL THAT....

...David and I settled some differences last night.
...My mother fell asleep last night and slept sound.
...My sister started her new job today, and she likes it.
...I had an overall good day yesterday, and that the bus came on time!
...My boss bought me and my co-workers tickets to a ballet (plus a seat for a guest).
...I have a blog to express feelings and emotions easier.
...David is alive and well.
...I am alive and well.
...I live I learn I grow everyday.
...I don't understand everything, but I understand a lot.
...I am open enough to share things with those who are close to me.
...I got an email from Hammond today, my Bone.
...My sista, mentors in poetry, understand me.
...I got to encourage someone today.
...He smiles, she smiles, we smile and laugh together.
...He held me tight while sleeping, comfort in eachother.

I'll be love if you be love....
And I love you in return.
Everyone...Everywhere...

My eyes swell and fill with tears but I'll hold them back with bitten lips and stunned faces.
How do I tell my Love that his love has ran to heaven with wings on his back?
Afraid that fast memories of his fathers steps would come back to mind.
But I told him.
Looks of confusion filled his freshly wakened face.
What do I say now?
Braced face for strong limbs to cut off circulation with embracing me...
But instead he called Coach Bragner for relief in giving relief.
And I heard him laugh.
Thank you.
His laughter makes beats beat in my heart...I'm alive and well.

I don't fear death...
Just the losses that it brings.

To Tweet I say:
Thank you for touching my Love...
For encouraging my Love...
For pushing my Love...
He too (my Love) runs like the wind with swift feet that can take him to the moon and back.
He runs thoughts into my mind,
Of how he'll run to the end of the earth for me.

Thank you for that.

B....
I'll be love if you be love...
And I love you in return.
Everyone...Everywhere.
Kick start your athlete, and embrace the wind in your feet...
As your love runs to heaven with wings on his back.

THANK YOU THANK YOU YOU'RE FAR TO KIND...ANGEL IS AWESOME! SHE HELPED ME FIX MY BLOG LINKS.
AND NOW YOU HAVE THE PLEASURE OF CLICKING ON YOUR NAME OR SOMEONE ELSES TO SEE WHATS GOING ON IN THIER BLOG WORLD.

THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO ALSO TRIED TO HELP...K.I.M & CONSIN SARAH!

I LOVE YOU MUCH

It's really starting to piss me off when girls only speak to me when I'm with David! Or if they do speak, they look at me like I'm a foriegn language. I mean what the hell. I understand that they probably wanted him for themselves, but he's mine...should've stepped up ya game when you had the chance. Now it ain't no sense in hating me, when you wish you could be me. So I tell them:

"Lovin you is easy cause your beautiful.
And everytime that we...
Oooo I'm more in love with you."

And that boy have me like:
La-La-La-La-La
See we was standin up at the alter,
I was lookin at him...
He was lookin at me...
And all I could think to myself was,
OooWee!
I'm about to be his wifey.

I woke up and thought I was still dreamin,
Cause my dream was still dreamin next to me.
I sung in his ear:
La-La-La
La-La-La
La-La-La-La-La-La
But I didn't hit no high notes cause He know the only time I hit high notes,
Is when he...
His colon was still lingerin on his body...
Wave cap was still wavin...
And his man was still cravin,
If you know what I mean.

I kissed my man awake so I could give him some of that
Ebony Love.
And I could be the only Ebony he knows...
Ain't plant no seeds,
But our love continues to grow.

The reality of my reality is no technicallity.
I'm gone give my baby a baby when we ready ya dig.
Now that I got my diamonds...
We moments away,
A few scriptures away...
From me,
Givin him a baby boy with pretty brown eyes like daddy,
A smile like mommy,
A fight like Ali...
Float like a butterfly,
Sting like a bee.
Lyrically inclined with no choice but to spit POETRY.

But in the mean time we'll just combine our hearts,
To make one soul.
Give you me,
Give me you,
And let God take control.
La-La-La

Authentically,
Our love becomes the real thing...
Something to talk about,
Make the birds sing.
Spite wants to become a fly on the wall.
I said...
Spite,
Wants to become a fly on our wall...
See whats all the fuss is about.
But it's a compliment cause love conquerors all.
So you can keep ya fish eyes lookin at us to the side...
You hatin and I can understand why.

But as we continue to inspire,
As you desire to "wanna be."
It ain't no problem,
We'll give you pointers if you ask nicely.
Cause you too could be walkin on cloud 9.

He wears me on his arm like it's a fashion statement.
So he know gucci, babyphat, ain't got nothing on my apple bottom.
And look here miss thing, don't worry about how
Just know I got him.

I know mouths gone talk,
Just like shit gone bull.
But the next time you decide,to pull somebody to the side, to ask about what's mine...
Refer to us as one:
The future,
Mr. & Mrs. Braswell.

Let me start by saying-
I love you.
As I begin to suck you into my worldly oxygen...
You help me breath better.

I see brighter days behind your medium dark brown eyes...
And I'm caught in the haze of you.
Gazing like floating memories on how I made you mine.

As we define eachother...
The greatest love of all.
Of all the many boys I thought I loved...
I love you as my man,
Friend,
lover,
future husband,
the most.

And I boast proudly of being made from your rib.
We match like lit fires.
I watch my day dreams turn into the here and now.
And somehow...
I wrapped you up in poetry and called you mine.

As you pull up chair to table to dine in my mind,
As my exibit.
I named you Ebony's David.