CRUSH ...

The feeling seems over powering , and it almost chokes me, I stutter when I speak and my pupils dilate at  the thought of you walking by, you’re a mystery to me, I have heard you speak so often I think I have memorized your voice. I have an idea of what your touch will feel like soft & hard.

My lips are soft and pink but when I feel your gaze they seem to pale and the idea that one day we will lock lips makes my African skin blush.  I am such a mush when it comes to you.

A date with you will be like a walk on the beach with sand passing through my shoes , we could do anything , bowling, computer games, parks and it will still be fun cause I have my eyes on you. Your laughter is like a kegite Kong. Some may find it offensive but it kick starts mine, I laugh at the way you laugh. 

I stare at you while you drive because I can’t believe your real but in the end you’re just a guy who enjoys 
having me around.

My talks don’t drive you mad. What manner of man may you be? Because I have never met one so allured. 
Some endure but you adore.

As I anger as a driver overtakes us on a bend, you calm me down with loads of blend like:  why let men dither your splendor, why relent on being so gay? I smile at this and all ends well in the end, you’re now my 
mentor.

Your decorum, your chivalry makes me feel like a princess and in you I have found my knight, though 
sometimes with your buddies you seem far gone but with me you’re tame and well born.

With this my letter peaks, as our eyes meet I look away, because in the end I must, my lust must not get the ,best, and you are just another crush. So I walk away and focus on my future man I must adore, my gift , my pride , my Husband and all.

IN TRANSIT..

In Adele’s voice : ‘ there is a fire starting in my heart , reaching a fever  pitch, bringing me out of the dark’ ( Rolling in the deep )

This song is sad, happy, confusing, unforgiving, forgiving:  its conflict gives me joy because it explains how I feel right now. I am in transit, not romantically but in Life, Moving from a bad place to a better Place but at one point I felt I was at the very right place but I can see clearly now that it was never the right place because I am made for better things.

To Transit [ˈtrænsɪt ˈtrænz-] means:

As a noun:

1.

a)      The passage or conveyance of goods or people

b)      (as modifier) a transit visa

2. A change or transition

3. A route

As a verb

1.      To make a transit through or over (something)

I am in Transit from a sad Place to a Happy Place, from working for people to working for myself.

I am in transit from singleness to a family.

I am in Transit from living on pay checks to having People on my Pay Roll.

I am in transit from withholding to generosity

I am in transit from destructive criticism to instructive analysis

Generally, I am in transit from the Hustle to the Wealthy Place.

My Happiness is not dependent on the things I see happening now but it’s based on this

 I know where I have been, I know where I am now but I am sure of where I am going.

I am in Transit , join me on this journey if you feel like giving up when you wake up sometimes, or you sit in an a/c office and are scared of this month’s review, or you’re a banker who every day your scared your login password may no longer work, or you work in a small company where your efforts are ignored, if you’re in a foreign land working odd jobs, for odd hours to make ends meet , or if you’re a student studying a course you have no business studying, if you’re in a marriage on the verge of breaking, or a relationship that seems not to make sense.

If you’re on the verge of delivering your first born, or you just got a raise,you just registered your own company, your boyfriend proposed, your girl friend said yes, your mama has finally made peace with your papa, look ahead the best is yet to come and this is just the beginning.

So I’m humming this happy song by Luther Vandross as i walk away :

When I wake up in the morning love, and the sunlight hurts my eyes, and something strange without a warning love bears heavy on my mind, Then I look at you and the world is alright with me, just one look at you and I know it’s gonna be  a lovely day ( lovely day, lovely day, lovely day)……