Somewhere out there exists an oasis of men. You know a spot where all the fine ass brothers congregate. You know the ones that have jobs, no women on the side, all their teeth and no children. The brothers (I mean all men, not just black men) that look good in boxers, briefs and commando! They are all waiting for us to find them. This is the story of two women and their pilgrimage to MAN MECCA.After Thoughts!
As if I did not have enough drama in my life I continue to add fuel to the fire by introducing even more characters to the Soap Opera. I have found a friend in a new man. (You will not believe how much thought went into that one sentence)
He is absolutely wonderful. (Even more thought.)
But is seems like when I introduce anyone as absolutely wonderful I am almost always mistaken by the end of the day. I don't think so with this one. But his sugary sweetness comes with a cost. I am 18 years his junior (not necessarily a bad thing if one's mantra is AGE AINT NOTHING BUT A NUMBER) but it weighs on my mind sometimes. I think about what I may have missed out on in his life. It is as though I am late to my own happiness.
I spoke to him this morning and I caught myself missing his face but the feelings that came attached to the thought weren't the intense sexual appetite and salivating that I experience when I think of Jah but a warm fuzzy feeling and whispering in the dark recollections that make me smile.
Isn't if funny how you meet people in your life and how they become important to you. I often wonder if I had left Montclair months before how I would have missed out on some of the most memorable moments in my life and Mr. Absolutely Wonderful. But part of me knows that I love spontaneity and the rush of life sometimes and he is so subdued sometimes. I don't know what to do with my new sweetheart. I already know that I love him dearly but a relationship is not in the cards for us.
If I were his woman, I wouldn't let him go for the world.
Is anyone in the market for Mr. Wonderful?
He is absolutely wonderful. (Even more thought.)
But is seems like when I introduce anyone as absolutely wonderful I am almost always mistaken by the end of the day. I don't think so with this one. But his sugary sweetness comes with a cost. I am 18 years his junior (not necessarily a bad thing if one's mantra is AGE AINT NOTHING BUT A NUMBER) but it weighs on my mind sometimes. I think about what I may have missed out on in his life. It is as though I am late to my own happiness.
I spoke to him this morning and I caught myself missing his face but the feelings that came attached to the thought weren't the intense sexual appetite and salivating that I experience when I think of Jah but a warm fuzzy feeling and whispering in the dark recollections that make me smile.
Isn't if funny how you meet people in your life and how they become important to you. I often wonder if I had left Montclair months before how I would have missed out on some of the most memorable moments in my life and Mr. Absolutely Wonderful. But part of me knows that I love spontaneity and the rush of life sometimes and he is so subdued sometimes. I don't know what to do with my new sweetheart. I already know that I love him dearly but a relationship is not in the cards for us.
If I were his woman, I wouldn't let him go for the world.
Is anyone in the market for Mr. Wonderful?
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