That kind of love...

I wrote this in 2008... it resurfaced because my 'mother' commented on it via Facebook this morning and said "you betta write". LOL. I reread it. I tweaked it a bit. And here we are, on the blog. Enjoy. 


Maybe he's out there,maybe he's not. I know I've been longing for him...

He's kind.He's gentle. Never judgmental. Extremely understanding.Versatile...never thinks I'm tryna be anything else because of what I listen to, look at, or believe in. He likes to make love & lay, not fuck & bounce.He's got a great head on his shoulders,a hustler-knows what he wants and knows how to get it the right way.Never a product of his environment-no matter what environment.

Honest. Real. True. No matter what. Never lie to me. Willing to fight for his when someone is in the wrong. 

I love for my guy to have his own mind...meaning he never lets his friends influence his decisions-good or bad. He's a man of the Almighty-not the phony kind either lol. He knows the meaning of real unconditional love,pure, satisfying on both ends, and eternal. He's a family man, loves and respects his mom (if she's in his life)-women in general- treats his woman like his queen-not just the figure of speech but literally. Cooks for me when I'm tired, rub me when I ache, kiss me when I'm sad, holds me just because he loves my embrace, my scent, the beating of my heart against his own. Never disrespectful but knows how to lay down the law.

Intriguing to the mind, one that understands how the foundation of a conversation is supposed to flow. Understands how important & beneficial an actual phone call is versus a textual encounter. It could be simply about the weather or about problems in Africa, voice to voice, face to face is so much better. I love a guy that can teach me things (not how much a sac is or how to hit this lick lol), things that matter because I am a quick study. When things aren't going so well we get through them together never falling for the outsiders looking in b.s. talk...

Someone who loves me for me and not my assets...tells me I'm beautiful and means it and not just "Ma, you sexy as fuck". There are times and places for that. Even when we just saw each other 5 minutes ago he is willing & able to say I miss you- but at the same token knows the meaning of space. Never tries to control me, i.e. set times for me to be home especially if i have my own, getting jealous because me and my girls are going out,and the biggest thing...saying I never have time for you-especially now. I'm a mother. I work. I blog. I have multiple visions. When there's a will there's most definitely a way.

Speaking of that last paragraph- don't be jealous of me or what I do. Support. No need to further elaborate.

These are just some of the things I see...again maybe you're out there.Maybe not. But I know I'm falling in love where ever you may be. I hope you come to me sooner or later so we can build our life together...