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My Son

As I held him for the very first time, I looked into his eyes awash with emotions. My son! Was this true was I actually holding in my arms, my son.  I had dreamed of this moment for as long as I could remember, and I knew that nothing would ever be the same.  My life, the choices I’d make were no longer for me.  Every decision I would make would be made with this beautiful young child I held in my arms in mind in mind, and I would have it no other way.  I would go to war to protect this child; I would let no one or nothing hurt him physically, mentally, or spiritually. Despite my happiness, there was still a small part of me that wondered was it fair to bring him into this world.  A world that will not look upon his beautiful bronze skin for the magnificence It represented. Instead, they will look at it as a threat.  He will be a target, and each day he leaves the house, I will have to worry if he will return. He will have to work twice as hard to be considered an equal of those less talented than him.  They will question him at every step.  Was it fair to bring such innocence, such beauty into such an ugly world?  Was it selfish on my part? Will I be able to protect my son? These are the thoughts that run through my mind in what should be a moment of unbridled joy.  This sadly is the reality of being a black man in America

Because of You

Because of you I want to be the man that

Opens your door.
Cooks your dinner.
Gives you flowers just because.

Because of you I want to be the man that

Takes the time to truly understand you.
Supports and encourages you.
Fulfills your wants and desires.

Because of you I want to be the man that

Is a strong shoulder for you to lean on.
Is a sounding board for you to vent to.

Because of you I want to be the man that

Never stop telling you I love with my words.
Never stop showing you I love her with my actions.

Because of you I want to be the man that

With every kiss leave you lost in the moment of passion so powerful it says I will always love you and I will never leave your side.

Because of you I want to be that man.Be the man

Have you ever had a love that you were so sure was real? What if it wasn’t

You looked at me and asked, had I ever had a love that I was sure was real? What if it wasn’t? What if the other person only said they loved you? How would you know the difference between true love and just words?

I was puzzled but you continued. When love was first conceived you said it was pure, it never gave up, never lost faith, was always hopeful and endured through every circumstance. It was that pure love that first bonded together couples. But over time people corrupted it, used it for their own gains and selfish purposes. They told others they loved them when in fact they never did. Those who have been hurt and allowed that experience to remain with them will never be free to experience true love again.  But it has been said that true love will return to those who open their hearts to it and there are those of us who have spent our entire lives looking for it. Then you took my hand and said when I first saw you I knew immediately. Knew what I asked? That you were the one you said. I was still bitter and guarded from the last one, afraid to truly commit, but you waited patiently. You said you did so because you believe that the search for true love was over for both of us.

I looked at you and asked what are you trying to tell me that I can protect my heart from being hurt again? No, you said with a smile when I’m ready to commit my heart to you I won’t have to.

That Very First Kiss

That very first kiss I’ll always remember that very first kiss.

It was unlike any kiss I had before, a moment of passion so powerful it stirred my soul, an electricity so strong that it shook my body.  That night it wasn’t just our lips that touched but also our souls.

I always knew you were different, that there was something special about you. Just the thought of you made sweat pour from my pores, my heart beat faster and my emotions grow stronger.  Never had I felt this way before and to be honest at first, I didn’t really know what do with it.

There you were every waking moment even when you weren’t there occupying every inch of my heart and my soul. What is this hold you have over me I wondered? Was this just some grown-up school yard crush? No, it couldn’t be, this was clearly so much more. Then I kissed you for the very first time and it all became so clear you weren’t just another, you were my soulmate.

Now there are those who scoff at the notion of soulmates, no such thing they say and there are those who believe but say don’t waste your time looking because you can spend your whole life and never find them. But I need search no more because with that very first kiss I had found mine.

I wonder did a little bit of you transfer to me and a little bit of me transfer to you with that very first kiss? I think it must of, because no matter where we are or how far apart we may be we’re never truly alone. We’re always with each other. With that very first kiss we gave each other the keys to our hearts and our souls and here we are years later still holding on to them.

So, let others wonder if it’s true because I know that it is with that with that very first kiss did a love affair began and my soulmate did I find.94705FB9-0BC3-46B1-991B-E578A42B9A84