tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post115310697041825866..comments2023-10-17T08:48:04.114-04:00Comments on Not Shady, Just Fierce: Morning Edition - 7/17/06Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10988868216271744389noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153161321101332012006-07-17T14:35:00.000-04:002006-07-17T14:35:00.000-04:00well alright tammy-girl!well alright tammy-girl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153158847074279952006-07-17T13:54:00.000-04:002006-07-17T13:54:00.000-04:00When he falls asleep with his mouth slightly open....When he falls asleep with his mouth slightly open...<BR/>When he calls me from across the room without saying a word...<BR/>When weather, place and time dosen't matter...<BR/>It's when I roll over in the middle of the night reaching for him and he is reaching for me and we hold each other tight, It's how I know everything will be alright.<BR/><BR/>J'MooAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153154790531080402006-07-17T12:46:00.000-04:002006-07-17T12:46:00.000-04:00I knew when he touched my hand to escort me to the...I knew when he touched my hand to escort me to the dance floor. I knew when we would walk down the street, he walked on the outside and made sure that I was protected. I knew when he took his hat off of his head when he entered my home. I knew when 2 weeks of dating I get a call from my mother that she needs to go to the hospital. Instead of taking me back to my car, he drove me 20 miles to my mom's home, then to the emergency room and stayed for 5 hours until she was released. To this date no matter how many mountains and valleys we've overcome I still know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153150201025392752006-07-17T11:30:00.000-04:002006-07-17T11:30:00.000-04:00Love is totally irrational;its spontaneous; someti...Love is totally irrational;its spontaneous; sometimes inconvenient, and mosttimes its uncontrollable. But yet its the most hopeful happy harmony in all of us. Its that one true emotion that we should allow ourselves to feel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153150057859282762006-07-17T11:27:00.000-04:002006-07-17T11:27:00.000-04:00When i look into his eyes i see our story...our hi...When i look into his eyes i see our story...our history...past and present...although it's been a rocky road, i love loving him! <BR/><BR/>I plan on sharing your poem...thank you honey!!!<BR/><BR/>MarciaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153143249703650302006-07-17T09:34:00.000-04:002006-07-17T09:34:00.000-04:00Here’s the kicker… I wrote today’s poem on Saturda...Here’s the kicker… I wrote today’s poem on Saturday morning, after watching a movie called Loveletter. As the credits rolled up the screen, I felt myself tearing up and overwhelmed with emotion. No, the movie isn’t that deep, but there was something about it that tugged at my heart strings. I couldn’t shake the sense that there’s so much we don’t allow ourselves to feel, to say, to experience. We spend so much time protecting ourselves from being hurt, that we don’t get to fully accept our true emotions. I owned-up to my feelings, quickly put down my rawest emotions and before my “shields” could come up to hit delete, I saved the poem. Last night, right before going to bed I thought I’d share it with my group of friends. At first, I thought the poem would render me too exposed… it was like being naked in front of my pals… then I realized that this was the very thing that made the poem so special. It is real, raw and true. It’s okay to love. …and it’s very freeing to realize it’s easier to love when you expect NOTHING in return.<BR/><BR/>On Blast: When I realize that regardless of how phine, well-spoken, rich, endowed or charming anyone I meet is… I always WANT you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10988868216271744389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12180121.post-1153140298437634762006-07-17T08:44:00.000-04:002006-07-17T08:44:00.000-04:00I knew and still know when just the sight of him b...I knew and still know when just the sight of him brings me to tears! It is a feeling of happiness and pride that is unexplainable.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com