Fantasy Made Into Reality

This Reality is taking me back
To my Fantasy
As you undress me
And your hands start to
Caress me
The anticipation of you holding me
Tends to excite me
As you make love to my body
I ride on the brink of ecstasy
As you kiss me
Lick me
Filling me up
With you inside of me
Making me wet
With each stroke
Until my mind is no longer in control
My body takes over
Shivering

Reality is better than any Fantasy

                      I am blogging over at Readers Rooms (formerly Blogging in Black) today. Check it out: http://readersrooms.com/2009/04/02/who-am-i/

Words can not express how I felt when Barack Obama officially became the first Black American to get the Democratic presidential nomination. Today we are living history.

R-E-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N (Time to Change)
By Shelia M. Goss

                                                                                 

Revolution started many years ago on the back of the broken-hearted, resulting from

Evil men’s egos who thought it was okay to enslave the mind and

Violate the body and whoever was against it were either maimed or killed

Only the strong survived. Now here we are in a new day and time, some of us

Living the dream that King talked about, we can not live our life recklessly, leaving the memory of our ancestors behind.

United we must stand, because history shows how far divided we can fall.

Too many people fought and died for the things we now enjoy.

Instead of complaining, be thankful and be ready for action when injustice surfaces.

Oppressed? Distressed?  Then take the time to think of some solutions. This

November – Take a Stand and Vote for the right man -  Barack Obama for President!!!

Let’s celebrate this moment in history together and make more history together in November.

 It was a proud moment for all Black women to watch Michelle Obama give her speech at the DNC last night.

I wrote this to honor women like my grandmother, my mama, aunts and other women like Michelle Obama who have given back to their communities and loved ones and not asked for a thing in return. 

What Is It?
by Shelia M Goss

Is it the sound in my voice
That makes them take a glance?
Or is it the stride of my walk
Because I’m a proud woman?What Is It?Is it the twinkle in my eyes
That keeps them looking on?
Or is it the groove of my back
Tall, Black, and Strong?What Is It?

I find myself wondering
Do They like me for me?
Or Is it the outer appearance
They only want to see?

Behind the voice and body
There’s a strong mind.
If they could only look inward
They’ll be surprised at what they’ll find.

Yes, When I speak, People stop to listen.
And to look into my eyes, you will see them glisten.

But If you take a chance and look deeper within;
You’ll see that I’m much more
than just a Black woman.

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Today, Black women, all women, stand proud and sing along with Stevie Wonder.

The Last 60 Seconds by Shelia M. Goss

Our relationship spanned over 365 days,

But can be summed up in 60 SECONDS.

 

In the 1st second

You managed to say the words

“I missed you.”

 

If you missed me that much,

Then why did it take days for you

To return my call?

 

In the 15th second,

You managed to say the words

“I need you.”

 

Of course you do,

Who else would have put up

With your bull for this long?

 

In the 30th second

You managed to say the words

“I want you.”

 

Yeah right, after midnight it’s a booty call,

And I made the mistake

Of answering my phone.

 

In the 45th second

You managed to say the words

“I love  you.”

 

I look you straight in the eyes and

Ask you one simple question

Why do you love me?

 

In the 60th second

You were silent

Scanning your mind for the next lie.

 

As you open your mouth to speak,

I must interrupt,

Sorry, but your minute is up.