Everything He's Not, Made Him Everything He Is!

Hey Party People, this week has been interesting to say the least. I had the opportunity to do one of my favorite things which is people watch. It might seem weird or quirky but that's what I like to do. I was at an all white theme party with some of my best friends and I was watching all of the brothers in their white looking clean and fine. A couple of them looking really fine. I mean finer than fine. Okay you get my drift. I just love black men and everything that comes along with them. The good, the bad and the ugly and when love someone completely and unconditionally you take everything that they are and accept everything that they are not. I also read my sister's blog and I won't say her name because she would kill me (Maria) and it made my heart melt.

She was describing something that is close and personal to her which is her intense love for her husband. I appreciate the man that he is and how he handles my sister. Watching them gives me hope for black love and black relationships in general. I actually cried while reading what she wrote because she basically described what it is I feel in my heart for my brothers. After reading her blog I was compelled to write this poem. Please enjoy!

With All of His Flaws

I love him more than he’ll ever know.

More that I could possibly ever show.

He’s everything I ever wanted and I told him so.

What he feels or thinks about that I may never know.

Tattooed his name across my heart in cursive script.

His presence is a present, definitely God’s gift.

What I see in him goes beyond the surface.

Despite what others may think he’s so worth it.

Because in my eyes he’s perfect, even with all of his flaws.

I think that just about sums this blog entry up so until next week. Same time, same channel I leave you with a picture of a delicious black man. My friend GS and a song by an awesome singer Heather Headley appropriately titled He Is. As always have a great week. Church Hugs Gents, Diva Waves Ladies!