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Monday, January 10, 2011

A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

It was the night that marked the end of years of waiting for that divine gift,
Which God commanded to be used and shared within the nuptial circle, exclusively,
It was the night when my heart, spirit, soul and body experienced a joyful lift,
As she stood before me stripped of her clothes, in the purity of her sexuality and the beauty of her body, totally,
My lower member experienced a lift, and after that night I was certain our sexual bond will leave me with no guilt,
For we were now joined in holy matrimony by the Father,
It was a night to remember,

It was the night when our spirits and souls were united sexually,
The night when our bodies touched and rubbed against each other, as we partook in God's gift, so pure and holy,
That night, heaven smiled on us, the full moon beamed at us, and even the gentle breezes of the night sang for us, as I passionately kissed her sensuous lips,
Oh, it's a night I will never forget, for as I drew from her sexual treasures, and she moaned to the thrashing of her hips,
I was reminded that this night was worth the years of waiting,
And as I went in between her luscious thighs, I was grateful, there was no compromising,
For I recalled when erroneously, and out of ignorance our peers told us there was no sense waiting,
And as she sank down and took me in her mouth, excited by the warmth of love that enclosed us, I knew this will forever be a night to remember,

She was my first and I was her first,
And ever since that night, only her fountains have quenched my thirst,
Of a truth, heaven was behind our union, and the almighty sanctioned our marriage,
Two love birds, always flocking together, forever inseparable, like a dual carriage,
That's what we are to each other, indeed, our love was meant to be,
She knows this, so she doesn't let any other taste of her sexual treasures, she keeps them just for me,
I love her, she cherishes me, I adore her, she respects me, she calls me "honey", I call her "sweetie",
And as long as we both live, we will never forget that special night-the night of our honey moon.

NOT YOUR AVERAGE BOY

Drop-dead gorgeous, legs so straight and spotless, face so smooth and fine, her skin so tender and original, under the sun, it glistens,
Her lips so tender and sensuous, her words so smooth and soothing, whatever she says I'll listen,
Yeah, that's the kind of girl I want, but don't be deceived!
For I'm not your average boy!
Neither am I looking for a girl I'll play with like a toy,
Truth is all that glitters is not gold, and because beauty is ephemeral,
I'm rather attracted to inner beauty and character, that which is eternal,
And I'm more attracted to that which is invisible, in stead of that which is visible, so that I don't find myself running from that which is visible, when I finally know that which is invisible,
I hope I didn't lose you? What I'm saying is, though beauty is what I see in a girl, her character is all that matters to me-that, remains a desirable,
For I rather marry a girl who is not so perfect on the outside, but who is perfect on the inside-one with character, who can be to me, a mother and a sister,
One who loves me for me; who can be a soul mate and a lover,
So you see, when it comes down to it, I'm really not your average boy!

Baby, baby, please don't look at me like a player,
For am not like every other brother,
So when I try to be smooth with you, I'm just trying to win you over-so I can be to you, a true friend,
You know, a companion who is always by you, always there till the end,
'Cos I'm not your average boy,
Neither am I looking for a girl I'll play with like a toy,
So when you see me looking so sharp, staring in you direction, I'm not trying to impress you so I can go between your legs, no!
All I'm trying to do is to impress you, so I can get to know you better, find out the color of your heart, and may be tie the knots with you, before asking about the color of your panties, you know,
Yes I'm willing to listen with interest, attentively,
And at night, when you say you want to be held closely,
I'll do just that, because I respect and honor you,
And I'm willing to do everything I can to make you feel loved, because I truly love you,
So you see, when it comes down to it, I'm really not your average boy!

NOT YOUR AVERAGE GIRL!

Violets are blue and roses are red, true,
But I love pearls, jewelries, gold and diamonds,
I eat ice creams, chocolates, veggies and almonds,
I use Victoria's secret, carry gucci bags, love Louis Vuitton, and rock Prada,
I like a man straight from GQ magazine, good-looking and well-chiseled, yeah, a man whose bank account does not stagger,
But I'm not your average girl,
'Cos even if I love pearl,
I wouldn't exchange my feminine pride for the world's treasures,
Not for a million dollar, no!
And I wouldn't give up my feminine sanctity for short degrading moments of sexual pleasures,
Not even for a billion dollar, no!
So, you see, when it comes down to it,
I'm really not your average girl!

Most women like a man who would make them glow,
Some women desire a man who makes them feel loved and cherished-this I know,
But when it comes to me, I like them both, you know, like the best of both worlds,
I love to ride in Bentleys, Rose Royce and Lamborghinis, like the queen of the world,
I like a man who says to me, "baby, I'll buy you anything you want",
And who would say to me, "I'll take you anywhere you want"
But I'm not your average girl,
'Cos even if I love pearl,
I wouldn't date a man who wouldn't want to see the color of my heart, but is interested in seeing the color of my panties, yeah,
Neither would I marry a man who doesn't want to get into my heart, but would do all he can to get into my underwear,
I too desire a man who respects me, and would listen with interest when I talk, attentively
You know a man, who would understand that sometimes at night, all I want is to be held very closely,
I wouldn't let a man between my legs, so that to my requests, he would listen and heed,
Neither would I jump into bed with any man who can take care of my needs,
I believe in chastity, and virginity-keeping one's self till marriage,
So I can hold my head up high, walk with strides of pride and steps of dignity, cos my life is really not a dual carriage,
I believe in the dignity of labor, working hard to get to where I want to be,
Not waiting for a man to come and taste of the treasures in me, so he can bring out the best in me,
So you see, when it comes down to it, I'm really not your average girl!