Then, I Met Her….

Then, I Met Her….

The rain came before the sun. The umbrella, I placed over my head didn’t prevent me from being drenched. The storm was a message, we really wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We fought until we spoke the same language. We shared until it became natural. We hugged and kissed until we were pros. We ask hard questions expecting honest answers. We searched for where we related together. We never pretend we didn’t disagree, we expressed it. Sometimes we had to retreat to our corners, other times we stood in the middle of the ring and traded punches. I thought, I was protected by the umbrella over my head but I was drenched. She came from out of nowhere; clear skies, one gray cloud, then the whole world went black. My heart pumped, frustration became a normal emotion, but the greatest Love was somehow being built. She didn’t want my compassion, she wanted my truth. She didn’t shy away from my mind, she just challenged it to open up further. It was raw from the beginning until one day we were cooked. All of our truths on the table, we were ready to dine for a lifetime. Then, the sun came out….

I See Her….

I See Her….

I see her. But, she is blinded by yesterday’s pain, unforgiving of herself for allowing failure to be possible. She runs, from all that causes smiles and happiness. Discomfort has new meaning. When hugged, she pictures betrayal. When kissed, she only thinks how the saliva will dry. When Loved, she believes God hates her. Yet, I still see her. Everything I know her heart can be. The hope of a romantic Love that see us both daring to risk everyone to gain everything. The pain in her eyes can’t blind her forever, and when she can see herself again. I want to be right there waiting….

You Are….

You Are….

Our eyes, pacing back and forth, four pubils work as two in unison. I see you and you see me. Our lips aren’t moving, yet we are having words. I can smell the familiar scent of your skin. We are so intertwined that I can feel the joy in your smile. We have erased the background of our surrounds. We are we! Our margin are aligned, we are writing the story of us. I am responsible for those crow feet evading your eyes. You are the reason I have happy marks circling my mouth. Your ears remain open to my heart and my heart remains open to your ideas. We have touched one another within using our hands. My shoulders broaden in your presense, I am gifted with the strength to carry your weight. I am blind. I am blessed enough to have someone that can guide me. Doubt has no pulse, hope is breathing. You are forever, the measurement for happiness….

Dear The Moment I fell In Love with Forever….

Dear The Moment I fell In Love with Forever….

I whispered in your ear “I Love you”, your cheek was pressed up against my face. The smell of your happiness, aroused me. My heart beat started the drum, my pores started to water, and I couldnt help but to wrap my arms around your lower back and pull you in closer. You are my life. You enhance my passion to live. I breathe a little deeper, due to smile. Your body heat warmed my soul, not because I am was horny, but because you are home. I pushed you away from me to see you eye to eye. I want you to know a part of my faith is to stay faithful to us. You started to cry, I placed four fingers against your temples, as my thumbs wiped your tears. I leaned in, to suck the tears I missed off you lips. You kissed me passioniately and I returned the passion by wrapping my lips around yours. The moment was perfected in joy. Love wasn’t made, it was explored….

I Love You Aziz

Use All Your Heart….

Use All Your Heart….

A smile can damage someone’s heart, when it is attached to the intentions of a criminal. A smile can also increase the blood flow of someone’s heart, when is it shared with longterm intentions. We fear the word “Commitment” because we are scared we can’t live up to our words. But we can! We can continue to be honest with ourselves, therefore we can be honest with what we truly have to offer. Stop selling a dream you arent going to spend your life constructed, so you can wake up to it. Stop holding someone’s heart in your speech, when you know your actions can’t maintain your grasp. We need to stop being afraid to show all of us. We should always put our hearts on display because when the beat stops, all that is left is who we did right by…..

God’s Sense of Humor

God has a sense of humor! The pleasure of creating a life, doesn’t always measure the pain of bringing that life into this world. I mean, people talk about the greatest trick the devil has ever pulled, is convincing the world he doesn’t exist. Yet, God’s trick to reproduction is a great pleasure before watching our women go through the worse pain imaginable. And us men are just bystanders. We kissed their lips, danced in between their legs, and came together. Just to be yelled at, pushed away, and made to feel like we are being torn apart. But, when that head emerges and the life we created is rested between us; we contemplate doing it all again. At that moment, all we can do is thank God for all the pain because the joy can’t be measured.

I Am Home….

I Am Home….

My life showed in your pupils. I stared and lost focus of my footsteps. No worries, you guided me back to my path and I walk blindly knowing you will see for me. Our Love grew to a place we just need to maintain. I am home. I am resting in front of a fireplace of our flame. A comfort that allows me to close my eyes, certain I will wake up to a forever that will never betray me. I see my life in your pupils because you are my life…. Author by Aziz Brown