Only the sistahs may be able to feel me on this one. Today I woke up a little tired from last night's sleep. It seems as though I fought all night while sleeping. Simply speaking...I didn't sleep at all last night!.
Joe Simon sang a song once entitled, "I've got trouble in my home." I'm speaking metaphorically y'all. I've got trouble in my home (within) and it ain't no smooth sailing. Ain't it funny how love is. It can make you cry, make you fighting mad, keep you up at night, having you feign at even the slightest thing.
One of the strangest things about love is the way it can creep up on a sistah. No matter how full you make your schedule, no matter what hobbies, intrerests, books or pen pals (now chat rooms) you create, when you get through, love comes a-knockin at the door.
Just when you least expect it. But wait...There's more. Here's the punch to the gut. The one you're in love with is the one off limits. Don't touch. Don't cross the line. Don't back up, don't look both ways or any of that. He has one problem and that one just won't do. He's too mean. He don't love me like I love him and that just won't do.
His deep baritone voice spoken oh so low, his 6ft, 4in height on sugary brown skin just can't wait. But one thing is true, he's full of the blues. This one will make my tears and the promised heartache do more than make my spirit quake, one blow from that mean king, and I'll feel more than a slight shake. It would be a full quake.
Please know that I am not weak behind a man, any man for that reason. I ain't never found a man like this one before. Yes, he's from the Dirty-dirty, but that ain't all. He drives a long Lincoln, and even rolls an 08 Navigator, he's a mans, mans.
No he has never ever touched me. But I can see something there that shouldn't be. Even with all his finesse and the big throbbing beautiful manly chest, yes, there's something there. Something that shouldn't be. Something that's crying aloud and calling me.
So I had to leave it alone, a long, long time ago. But last night it woke me up. He woke me up. I feel him pulling on me. He's in my dreams. He's everywhere I'm supposed to be. When I'm on the freeway, he passes by (in my mind's eye), when driving through the street, he's standing on the corner watching me. He's even in my shower, Hey! I didn't know he had that much power.
So tonight I'm fightin it, I'm fightin it with all I know. I't's 2:30 in the morning and it's just me and the Pandora (music genome) Show. Right now this is the only thing I know to do.
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