(Loooooong sigh) I love women so much...

...but yall can come with so many issues!!!! I can't really talk though cuz I'm prolly the KING of issues, especially with relationships. Don't get those words twisted though, I'm not the possessive or jealous type. **TELEGRAM: I'm really in the mood to listen to some Sade right about now STOP Damn it, I don't have any of her CD's saved on my computer at work STOP That sucks STOP** Anyway, I'm sorry but I just have to voice how much I love the opposite gender. I love your gentle voice. It soothes me. Its softness carries tranquility with it as it floats past my ears and that tranquility seeps into my brain and brings serenity. I love your soft skin; I love how tan it is, how brown it is, how dark it is. Every scar, every blemish, every imperfection is exactly where it's supposed to be. Who needs a natural aphrodisiac with skin like that? Only a woman of color can do that to me. So the next time you think about asking me, "Why do you always want to have sex?!!" it's because of you. I'll respect you if you don't want to do it, but please don't get mad at me for wanting you; I can't help myself, you're just that beautiful... so sexy in every way. I love the way your body moves, it's sassiness when you walk, and don't talk about when we do the thang... oooooooo DAYUM!!!! when we do that thang. But even if we don't do the thang... even if we've never done the thang, I still love your body; it's a living form of spice. It adds flavor to this world. It's the source of Hip Hop and Latin rhythm. That music was made for your body, did you know that? Your body moves in constant rhythm to that soulful music. I love your eyes. If I can't listen to serenity, if I can't feel serenity, I can look into serenity. I love looking into them, if you only knew how much I love them eyes when you stare off into the horizon (siiiiigh) It brings a smile :o) to my face. It's cute when you get a little jealous cuz another girl is peepin me out at the club. I like how that makes you put your arm around me, grab at me, or wipe a lil something off my face or rub my hair while you say to yourself, "Maaan, them broads wish they were me right now." I like it when your proud to have me by your side... as shallow as it sounds, I like being treated like your trophy...sometimes. I love so many things about you...

In this hectic world full of crime, nuclear threat, political instability, after a long day's work, after my mind has been twisted and my body has toiled, I come home to you. I close the door behind me and there you are, sitting on the couch smiling at me. All the lights are turned off. No one says anything, there's not a sound in the world. I lay on the couch, lay my head on your lap, and you brush your hand across my hair. You take the man you look to for support, the man that brings you security, the man that supplies you with physical strength away from the world. You take it all away and you give me peace. I swear, God made something special when He made the woman.