Words of Color, M. Angelique [motivational novels for students .TXT] 📗

Introduction

Words of Color is a collection of thoughts, memories and desires from my heart. It originated one day from a documentary I watched at a girlfriend’s party. It was speaking about the single life of christian women. Some of these women had desires of marriage and others were content or learned to be content with abstinence and singleness. It was at the three C’s, company, coffee, conversation afterward, that I realized that I wanted to enjoy my forties. I went home that night, almost two years ago and began to write. It began as a memoir, but then quickly turned into poetry. The first piece, “Love Me; Black Man,” came to be from a conversation with my best friend and a friend of hers in Atlanta. These writings are colors to stimulate emotions, ideas and thoughts. Some colors are of love and anger. Others are of politics, sex, world issues and just plain memories. Be Ignited…Then Create.

Enjoy.


The Color of Relationships

Love Me; Black Man.

Maybe it’s just me, but why are you avoiding me?
Act as if I offend you, because I demand the best and respect from you.
Won't let you shortchange yourself or me, want this love to grow and be;
Everything we asked the Creator for, willing to give all of me and so much more.

Can't accept from you anything less, than your love, the truth and faithfulness.
Require for you to be a man, not willing to except excuse, but yes queen I can.
Refuse to allow you to feed me lies, or to spread your seed in more than my thighs.
Be willing to protect, honor and serve,
So my love can build you up and strengthen you Black Man as you so deserve.
Take care of me and the result of our passion;
Teach them to love and that monogamy is never old fashioned.

Show our seed what it means to grow and become a man; that his presence is missed in her head;
her arms, her soul, her spirit and her bed.
Understand Black man My independence is a blessing and a curse;
To be self reliant or without you, the latter is worse.

Watch you give my love to another tribe,
Cause you say that you and me just don't vibe.
So king you continue to avoid my intimacy;
Because in laziness you've found complacency.
So much easier to pretend you belong and love someone else.
When in your heart, you know no one else can relate; to the struggles of our people and the dynamics of our state.

So Black Man open your eyes, stop gazing past me,As if you don't know we are meant to be.
So show me love and refrain from discarding who I am, and come to me and lets share the righteous love of Black woman and black man.


For the Sake of Others

Your Kisses ignite my imagination,
Awakens my senses and levels of creativity, for you and me
Visions of love and its passions renewed, revealed,that were once subdued, concealed.

Your kisses ignite my imagination, awakens my senses,
The very heart of me,
branding images of love in my mind's eye,
Concepts and prerequisites to be followed to the letter, So that climaxes are mo' betta.
As we fulfill our plans of love.
Sweet taste of your lips makes me thirsty for more,
Unbridled desire allowing a spark to breathe.
Our fire consumes our issues, thoughts and distractions;
It warms the coldest parts of me, burns the very heart of me, until my fresh waters flow.

Break down the walls that would hinder ecstasy,
Enter the place of paradise and waterfalls and the fragrance of purity.
Your heart swells as we take our courses of action for this sweet
satisfaction, that is- forbidden.

We took the vow to remain,
Absent from the indulgence of empty pleasure.
We refrain, from the physical game, that...no one wins.
Said we'd remain free, through platonic relation, willingly.
But how, when now your foreplay calls to me,
your heart reaches for me, longing for my touch.

We collectively conspire,
To quench this fire that burns naturally,
Desires hidden, forbidden yet anxiously awaiting their chance to escape
Intended to be friends, you laugh I smile
Knowing all the while your eyes ask permission to enter my soul,
To savor my sweet nectar that is refreshing to your lips,
Quenching our thirst and more.

What was physical is now ultimately spiritual, intermingled, fused as one.
The right thing to do is to end; and deny ourselves, since we belong to others.
So we appeal to our sensibility, ignoring what we really need, for the sake of others,
So we appeal to our sensibility, ignoring what we really need, for the sake of others.


Chocolate

Chocolate Dream so sweet and creamy;
Melts at my touch, decadent to my lips,
Satisfying mouthfuls of bliss.

Melted down you cover the treats in my imagination,
Making all of my favorite things,
A little more.
I put you on my cakes and fruit,
Yeah, you know how to suit,
Those weak for your varieties of flavor, my chocolate dream.

At the touch of my lips, my taste buds come alive
With the anticipation of the spell you cast upon my mind,
Until without notice I'm addicted;
Bittersweet and conflicted,
Because you're not good to me;
Mmmm, surely not good for me.
You cause so much harm with your ever seducing charm
But I just can't stay away.
I'm weak for the perfect symmetry,
Of our undeniable chemistry, my chocolate dream.

You entice me with your cocoa flavor,
Dark, firm and silky, the taste of you gratifying and milky
While on my tongue I savor,
Your sweet, enchanting purity.
Strong and yet smooth, yes I'm always in the mood for-
Chocolate.

Chocolate, you send waves of pleasure truly beyond measure
to my construction and frame.
You cover me with warm drizzles; the flame from you never fizzles,
On a mission to forever satisfy.
Though hard for me to admit, the time has come
I must commit, from this unhealthy relationship to refrain,
And though apart Chocolate we are, you're never away too far
Cause my favorite treat you will always remain.


The Emptiness

Lust in your eyes
Kisses of your lips,
Your hands on my body
Can’t imagine what’s next.
Mind is racing, anatomy anticipating
The arrival of your
Sex.

Sweetness of your attentive Caress
As your eyes and fingers began to undress;
My thoughts in the thick atmosphere
Burning from the absence of spoken words.
Sounds of passion, uninhibited reaction
My emotions in your
Ears.......heard.

Night into day moments and hours
Unwarily seep away,
As ecstasy hungrily has her fill.
Sunlight exchanged
With the streetlights, rays
On the window’s pane,
As my heart sinks at the undeniable truth;
Though now we are satisfied
Our lust to us has lied,
For the emptiness within remains yet
Still.


Waiting

I'm here waiting for you
Waiting to see your smile,
To feel your touch,
Taste your kiss.

I'm here, waiting for you to speak
Words of love and assurance in my ear;
Waiting for the moment when you will arrive,
And compel me;
To come away with you,
Stay-forever with you;
Together-in love with you.
Time inconsiderately passing
As I reminisce
about the last time
I gazed at us in the spirit;
Your song of adoration in my sleep
My love, I hear it;
As into my soul we merge as one.
Eyes gazing into the place
where you and I are unbound without limitation;
Loving equally, giving without hesitation,
To this will of God, plan of perfection.
But at last I'm here resting
In the life and arms of the best thing;
That for me was at the beginning created.
So at peace I will forever be
Because now my love you have come to me,
Kept by His hand in purity;
We waited.


Can You….

Can you nurture, cover, love me, unconditionally?
Cause me to grow, when there is no sun
No water or even earth?
Can you cover me?
Shelter me from the elements of this life,
Filled with sorrow, pain, misery and joy?

Loving in spite of what you expect or even if I neglect,
To give you what you need
Yes baby I am flawed and so are we all,
But can you handle it?
My nakedness, awkwardness in your beautiful presence.

Can you disrobe me from my shame?
And cover me with your name,
Hiding me in your love forever?
Deceiving me never but in truth nurturing my soul.
Or will you become complacent in your daily watering,
Toiling with my soil.
Leaving me to be devoured by the weeds in this garden

Tell me love how do you react to the visible cracks
As we stand exposed to one another eyes
With nothing to hide, is it beauty or weakness you see
In the scars on my heart mind and soul
Or is my price too high
So you pass this flower by,
Even though I'm one of a kind.
Only to hear that someone else
Saw my value.


The Question of Love

Can you show me where love is?
Can you demonstrate its sweetness
Kindness in a place where no evidence points to its existence?
Can you show me where my nakedness becomes
the beauty of my humanity and not my shame?
Can you show me where passion and fantasy
becomes satisfying, gratifying reality by the sound of your voice,
or by the taste of your lips or the mention of your name.
Can you show me where the start of me, the heart of me
becomes your air;
as we journey into the depths of my catacombs to find, oneness.
With the assurance of never being alone-again.
Can you instruct and reconstruct my weaknesses into strengths
by the covering of your acceptance of me-Totally.
Can you take my flaws and with your love cause them to defy the laws,
to transform them to traits that employs not destroy the love we have?
Show me the place where my fear of self and vulnerability cease
To hinder me from loving unconditionally,
Even when you disappoint me;
And... You will.
But despite these things,
the task stands and the question still remain;
Can you show me where love is?

And love replied.........

Love's in your face.
In mornings light the ray of love shines through
Laying on your check holding your cinnamon silhouette
in quite repose as you lay next to me.
Love's in your face.
As I watch in wonder while you sleep I take in your scent the sweet fragrance of your body,
The soft suppleness of your silky mocha skin
Glistening in the shimmering light.
The lines that God drew on heavens canvas;
A masterpiece of impressionist artwork only the master artist could capture.
And still love is in your face.
I'm right there beside you as you dream,
I watch your every crevasse and curve through eyes of childlike wonderment.


How can such a creature be so uniquely blessed
That words fail to express the shear magnificence of you?
Yes, love is