Your voice alone puts a grin on my face;
the gentleman I must get to know.
Heart pulsates quickly awaiting the chase.
Where you are headed allow me to go.
Admit you like me by way of your smile
handsome lover, will you only be mine?
Your presence I want and say without guile.
Interconnected, our souls intertwined,
Embrace me with your eyes as we converse
at my lame jokes you let out a chuckle.
Alluring intellect has me immersed;
My forward nature leaves me quite blushful.
Enamored by you; please stay in my sight.
An urbane love like you would be just right!
By
Tanya Harris aka Anonomz Written for and Inspired by SPF
Whew, you look so good
smell even better.
This is one zealous attraction,
but you’re no good for me
“Too cheesy:” the reference some might use.
I try to leave you alone,
but I can’t get enough.
It is you who has captivated me
wherever I am,
your scent
your aroma
lingers in as I take a breath.
Instantaneously, I want you.
A deluge of salivation comes over me.
Tasting you is imminent.
Too hot for others
just right for me.
Let me slice into you
unwilling to share with others.
Reminisce about so many good times with you
as I wrap you around my tongue
with juices flowing down my arm.
Gluttonous I am,
but man
you’re some good pizza.
1. Trying to catch snow on my tongue. If I tried that now people would look at me like I was crazy.
2. Full body snow suits. Even though they might have been a hassle putting on and taking off, they really kept me warm and helped making snow angels much easier.
3. Snowball fights with the neighborhood kids was always fun. Now most kids have simulated snowball fights on their Wii or Xbox.
4. Attempting to build the biggest snowman ever. Today, I just created a big mountain of snow by digging out my car. Looking at my hard work is cool, but it’s just not the same.
5. Homemade snow cones with fresh-fallen snow and a fruit punch Kool-Aid pack. I know I’m not the only one who did this…am I?
6. Sledding at the neighborhood park with the sturdy wooden sleds with handles on the side. It was so much fun, but now I’m concerned about sliding down hills or getting stuck while trying to go uphill in my car.
7. Playing hide and go seek in the snow by tracking people’s boot prints. It was always fun trying to throw someone off the tracks by either covering my tracks or walking all over the place.
8. Helping my mom and grandmother shovel the sidewalk while sneaking a taste or two of fresh snow…yes, I confess… I was addicted to eating snow when I was younger.
9. Simply admiring the beauty of the neighborhood turned into a winter wonderland rather than have parking spot wars with cones, chairs, recycling bins and anything else people use to hold spots.
10. Homemade hot chocolate with tons of marshmallows prepared and served with love by my mom after playing out in the snow for hours. Yes, I can make it for myself, but it’s just not the same, and it’s usually not after playing in the snow for hours.
I can’t wait to have these experiences when I have children. Let’s hope they want to do more than play video games and watch TV.
Do you have any snow day childhood memories? Please feel free to share.
“Swallow your pride before you choke on your issues.” —Murs, “Everything”
How often do you say, “My pride won’t allow me to do ‘X’ or ‘Y’ even if it might be the appropriate action to take? Maybe ‘X’ it is forgiving a person who wronged you, or ‘Y’ is accepting help from someone when you really need it. This line from Murs’ (If you’ve never heard of him, he’s released a few top notch CDs with Ninth Wonder) rap song really struck a chord with me. Even though I do make a conscious effort to practice forgiveness and do not consider myself to be prideful, I do often struggle with swallowing my pride when it comes to asking for help. I convince myself that I can do it all alone or sometimes feel too ashamed to ask for help or that I am having difficulties if I underestimated how much work something would take because I brought it all on myself.
To use an analogy derived from Murs’ line, perhaps I struggle with reaching out for help because I hear my mother’s voice from childhood saying, “You asked for all of that food, and you’re not going to leave this table until you’ve cleaned your plate!” We’ve all got to eat to survive, but it most instances it is the swallowing of the food with the proper nutrients, not the junk, that sustains us. As an adult, I have learned that forcing myself to eat because I can’t admit that I put too much on my plate may not only cause me to choke but may also make me sick on the stomach resulting in everything else I enjoyed or managed to eat to come right back up. This is a scene I don’t want to envision for myself nor for my family and friends who may be in a similar predicament.
Do you struggle with pride? Has it hindered you, the progress of your relationships or success in anyway? I know it has for me occasionally and probably will in the future. Sometimes it is best to swallow our pride…isn’t it?
Please feel free to share your thoughts
~Anonomz
Bonus English Lesson:
Murs’ line is an example of an idiom because it is a common phrase made up of words that cannot be understood by their literal meaning. People cannot really swallow their pride…can they?
Your voice alone puts a grin on my face;
Journey of Anonomz 