I stumbled upon some literature goodness...

A friend of mine on FB posted a link stating that his friend was a finalist for the 2010 Blogging Scholarship. *hmmmm... Is this a sign?!?! <-- That initially WAS the first thing I thought*... I went and voted for her blog and looked at the other finalists and then that 60 watt light bulb turned on above my head... " Maybe I can do this"...

I read some of the blogs that where entered into the competition... I read, felt and tasted their passion. Seeing the other blogs in all their glory has sort of given me even more inspiration to go forth and blog.. TO BLOG like I've never blogged before... To write until my fingers ache with fear and sweet mind numbing gentle passion.. I want to hear my keyboard clacking as my fingers are making sweet love to the asdfghjkl; <-- The home keys.. I want to insert my poetically insane literature into the minds of others that fear words and their chocolaty goodness. I want to feel good about sharing my knowledge with the world along side my insanity. I want to compose a beautiful ode to the real OG ( original gangsters ) of writing... I want to kiss my BLOG and like it...  I am a poet. an insane and goofy poet. I am writer. an insane and goofy writer. I am me...  I hope that someday I can create a blog spot where music meets food and culture,  food and culture meets everyday ordinary tasks... I want to blog about everyday with a hint of poetry on the side... I want my blog to be a go to blog for women and men... I want my blog to be a reflection of myself and others who have a hard time expressing themselves unless they using beauteous words...

Without further ado... Here's a poem that I wrote earlier today...

While you are sleeping peacefully...

I listen to you breath

as you inhale and exhale....

I imagine your beautiful heartbeat

beating and rhyming in time with my very own..

I imagine what it is like to lay in the arms of true love...

I imagine your arms of courage and strength wrapping around my soul

as you gently send me off into a deep slumber of enteral bliss...

as my lids lower... 

My heart begins to wonder 

How is it that I am so in love with you?!? 

I have never tasted your lips...

I have never smelled your skin...

I have never felt your passion...

but I am in love with you.

I have stood on the foundation of your encouragement 

I have felt the words dance and entangle themselves from your tongue to mine...

I have felt my heart skip and flip more than one of the most dangerous of DJs switching a beat...

but nevertheless I am in love with you.

* excuse the typos 

love,

Your typo whore...