Your Smell….

Your Smell….

I woke up to a familiar smell. Eyes not yet opened, I inhaled your skin. I didn’t have to see you, nor touch you, to know you were there. My excitement is still present after all these years. I opened my eyes just to see you still asleep with an innocent grin purely placed on your face. I stare with a stalkers stare and a husband’s passion. I am happy! I am truly happy to know I have arrived and now all I have to do is maintain heaven. I Love your smell, it gives me life….

~AzizBrown~

Worth Every Step….

Worth Every Step….

The walk was long and hard but the Love I have for you is endless. The world couldn’t divide me from my fresher air, stronger heartbeat, and my God given right to merge my soul with yours. I hold your breast on my pecs, cheek to cheek, and our eyes close listening to eachother’s breaths. It’s unbelievable! The embrace moves to holding one another’s hands, eyes open, studying every curve on the other’s face, and we are forced to smile because happiness invades us. Yes, the walk has been long and hard but my feet hurting so my heart can heal is worth every step….

~AzizBrown~

Work Toward A Destination….

Work Toward A Destination….

All the Love in my life wasn’t without wars. When people meet, they will start with the commonalities. They identify whether the destination is the same. Yet, they begin the realize their path to getting to that destination may be different. The war begins! The forks in the roads are created. They can choose to separate and take different paths though they want to end up in the same place. How do they stay together? They sit down at the fork and work through “the pros” and “the cons” of taking each path. While talking they start to realize that it’s becoming more important for them to travel together. So, they make a checklist. Whoever has more pros they follow that person’s path. While on that path the weather conditions start to get poor. So, they all sit and decide whether to continue or to take shelter until the weather subsides. That becomes another discussion that takes agreeing on the faith of a decision. They are all unafraid of voicing their points of view but the vision is the same. Continuing to keep their egos out of the way of reaching their overall goal of resting in the same place. They decide to be patient and wait for the weather to subside. This continues for a lifetime because of changes in the world but a Loving group would see the destination doesn’t change so they are able to remain together through everything trying to divide them. Love and togetherness is all of their destinations so they don’t stop progressing toward that destination. All the Love in my life wasn’t without wars but peace has always won….
~AzizBrown~

Love Continues….

Love Continues….

“Love” continues to be my inspiration. Not just when I look in the eyes of someone I Love. It also inspires me when I am dealing with someone I dislike. “Love” allows me to see the life I would be giving up if I allow hate to enter my heart. The anger of a moment shouldn’t waste a lifetime of progress. “Love” has given me truth. The harshness of lost, to the pleasureable times of gain, Love has been there. “Love” has been my faith for years it has carried laughter, it has carried tears, and has given strength to conquer my fears. I am stronger because I have surrendered to “Love” being my addiction. It is my lifestyle and I have happiness…. 

~AzizBrown~
Who wants to be an addict of Love? 

Condescendent….

Condescendent….

Forgive me, I have overwhelmed you with my faith. I have asked you to believe in “Love” when you aren’t ready. Excuse me for asking you to let go of the bitterness that keeps you company. I should have never asked you to find happiness. I should hate you the way you hate yourself but I only know how to Love. I apologize for causing you to smile when you wanted to frown. I am sorry for hugging you long enough for you to feel joy. I didn’t mean to make you mad. I should have left you alone when you were feeling lonely. I shouldn’t have given you hope. Forgive me, My words are untrue. I meant to introduce you to “Love”. I wished for my faith to be yours. My Apologies are empty because I would do it all again. Because I Love you….

~AzizBrown~

A World Between Us….

A World Between Us….

We sit on a park bench discussion a world that sits between us. We speak of the past and the pain that prevents vulnerabilty in the present. Your eyes wander as we talk of you once surrendering to another, just to have your heart crushed. You go on to say “that you want to believe, as I believe, that lessons learned from pain will bring future pleasure”. Yet, your head drops because you can’t let go. I speak of my refusal to allow you to punish me for crimes committed by another. I tell you that I will not continue to see the victim in you while you make a victim of me. We sit in silence, struggling with the disconnection of past pain and future joy. I look to the sky knowing God has brought you into my life, but why with so much uncertainty? I fix my chin, look into your eyes knowing i am not yet ready to let go. You stare at me confused at why I still inch closer. That answer is also unclear to me but I know that my heart tell me you are worth the fight so I continue to inch closer….

~AzizBrown~

Catch Me If You Can….

Catch Me If You Can….

Catch me if you can! Why am I chasing you again?  The success of a relationship takes us running toward one another. It also takes us running with each other. I am not the guy for you if I have to be fatigue to prove that I am worthy of you. Wouldn’t that only breed resentment? I know, your mother told you any man that really Loves you would work for your Love and your parents are still together. I bet your father has either cheated on your mother multiple times and she spend majority of her life chasing him. Or your father has never been respected by your mother and she is only still with him because she hasn’t found someone that she can respect that actually wants to marry her. Either way, that old fashion way of thinking would have history repeating itself. And Looking at the way you just frowned when I made that statement, shows me you don’t want to be your mother or marry a man like your father. So, let’s start over my name is Aziz and I will only date you if you are willing to meet me halfway in this relationship….

~AzizBrown~