I long for…

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    I long for…

     I long for…

    By Wendy Wisdom

     

    I long for your smile

    Knowing your happy to be with me

    Regardless of my past, only willing to look

    To our future, making sure our deep love will outlast…

     

    I long for your conversation

    Knowing your understanding me, not just hearing me

    Listening to my hopes, dreams, pains, and taking me seriously

    Showing me u take me seriously

     

    I long for your touch

    To feel your soul within my soul

    Not scared to love me, put up with my shit, never letting me go

     

    I long to make love

    Feeling your heart beat against mine

    Feeling the intense pressure which is both pain and pleasure

    Knowing I’m not just another nut, but a spiritual connection

    in which we both will simultaneously

    Cum together, reach our peaks in sync with one another.

     

    I long for a spiritual connection

    Never being invaded by another

    Too strong to shake, Too strong to infiltrate

    Knowing who I am, who u are

    A gangster for my love, never letting our bond be broken

     

    I long for a man

    A real nigga to give me kids

    Love my kids

    Take care of my kids…be a father

    Teach my sons how to be men

    Teach my daughters how to be loved by a man

    And know when not to bother…with nonsense

     

    I long for a God fearing man

    Who bows down to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ

    Who understands he is the leader of our household

    To teach his family how to pray

    How to weather the storm, stay strong and push on…

     

    I long for a man….

    A real man

    A loving man…a man not scared to cry …man!

     A God fearing man

     

    Date Written: December 21, 2009                           Author’s real name: Wendy Neal

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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