My Freedom

I was inspired to fly to the sky where the birds sing a happy song of praise to God all day long.

I cant explain the freedom that comes from being in the air, how my wings take flight and gives my heart joy like lemonade on a 110 degree day in Arizona.

I was given a sort of peace that I cant usually find on this earth and I have thoughts in my mind that could have given a slave the salvation and focus they needed to escape those who were only willing to see them as prisoners.

Before I took flight I was a prisoner of the mentality that many people have of what a person is supposed to be how a person is supposed to react or respond to their close minded philosophy.

Thank God that he gave me individuality because I don't know how I would survive among ignorance or how I would react if someone actually tried to change who I am.

I was inspired to fly to the sky where the birds sing a happy song of praise to God all day long.

I cant believe that I have been picked to be this beautiful creature as a reincarnation of my spirit man and it feels so good that God thought of me when he changed me from woman to animal.

See I was once a living being singing my song for all of the world to hear but no one would listen and so I was forced to change into something I am not so that my voice would be heard and therefore I sold out.

But now in the sky as I fly high above the clouds I am forced to be a me for all of the world to see and I am no longer pushed to be caged by societies image of me.

And now that I am me I can give my praises all day long which is what I have always wanted to do any way so that God can listen and never forget his child.

Even though I am here in this place that I always wanted to be in I don't know what song to sing but I know that its important to know what I am singing for.

I am singing for all those that don't have a voice and I am singing to right the wrong that is in my past so that it will never come back to haunt me in the best stagings of my life.

I am giving light and flight to all that is beyond my reach so that it can be fixed without tears, just joy and moving forward will be the only option for me and those around me.

I was given this gift so that I can flow through your world like a melody and be back where I am supposed to be, on the ground and no longer free.

Birds have everything that I am and now that I was inspired to fly to the sky where the birds sing a happy song of praise to God all day long I can just be.

Tainted Love

I was fourteen when I fell in love with deep dark sepia eyes and chocolate skin.

See what amazed me most about him was the way he commanded your attention without saying a word.

Dangerous was one word to describe the feelings he elicited in me, things that a girl my age at the time, should not be feeling.

I remember how my body would react with just one look from him and how my nipples would rise as if he had caressed them and how I would throb in places I would rather not mention.

The first time alone with love I felt giddy, like this is it, I could really be with him and he can stop the tortured nights I was having with dreams of situations that once again a fourteen year old should not know about.

Nothing of course came of that predicament because although I was young the prospect of carrying his seed was far more scary than the pain of losing my virginity.

A smarter girl would have never put herself in that situation in the first place but thank the lord for no protection and a baby scaring him more than me.

But the dreams of him spreading my thighs and showing me love between woman and man was not when I fell for love, it was the walk from his house to our destination.

His flow sucked me in like his mouth was attached to my lips and his wisdom beyond years his own made my heart flutter and as our tongues twisted together in a play of words a warmth crossed my soul.

I thought his looks were what I wanted but he made me see that his mind was far more valuable and I never wanted that night to end but...

Eventually love walked away with the cheerleader because although our minds made love that night he respected my body far more and just before love walked away he kissed my hand and bid me farewell and walked over to his least respected prize.

The first time I fell in love with deep dark sepia eyes and chocolate skin I was fourteen years old and it was the first time my heart was broken.

Happy Birthday Daddy!

This weekend was really great. I had a good time celebrating my dad's 48 years on this planet and we went out to eat, along with my nana, to Dixie Crossroads. I dont know if they have a Dixie Crossroads around anywhere else in the world but it is a southern seafood restaurant. I love it. Seafood is my favorite so I always love it when we go. I also seen The Waitress for the first time yesterday. I know I am so late but I actually liked it. It was a cute movie. I dont know about the violent husband thing but the rest of it was really good. I am a dreamer and sometimes when things are so good I get scared. I keep thinking that at some point in time I am going to be punished for all of the wrong I do and my world will get turned upside down. I want to do right but my flesh is the hardest thing for me to over come, even more than my mind. But enough of the serious stuff. I really had a nice relaxing weekend and I havent had a good weekend like that in a long time. I am so glad that God continues to bless me like he has and I hope that he never stops. I know that the rain will soon come but I pray that its not anytime soon. I hope that all of my weekends can be as eventful. I am just glad that my daddy enjoyed his birthday thats all I wanted anyway. Im happy...and I havent been able to say that in a long time. But this year is turning out to be a great year.