HINDU LOVECRY

Thought I only knew as secrets

I saturated my own mischief..on weekends in secret..while that train sat..the ride..

I will share..U as my affair..I will hold ur dreams 2 release my nightmares..I

will lift u up from being scared..when my love grows deep.. send a message by text..

playing WHAT LOVE GOT TA DO with it.. just allow the ride ..it's comfort2 become our meeting..

where the train boards u..succulent sweet liquor..

wine..ROSE RED & warm embrace...so we move like the sounds of locomotion,

while lights..camera..action disappears in the dark... a cabin..where noone hears us flirt..moan..jerk..

where our bodies are closely heated...the steam is skeeting ..

among the engine so loud..we escape a crown .. indulge in love..

nobody hears..but suspects us..of silence

locked away from the world love meets him..

the one who saw eyes that sparkled so dapper..staring back...wanting a chance 2 feel how would we b on .

.a weekend growing in Seattle..ALL A BOARD number>1284..TRACK 3...

What met a friendship...becomes relationship...so we are so shy a first...he said..meet me every weekend..

no expenses paid..it's on me..I will show you love& all I have 2 give...she smiles, a mother of 2 kids..

a widow..early at 39.. so as the story continues... it's a year LATER...

she cries the blues..meets a friend in need of conversation..

from the lost of a love one..my husband..but he is the train ride met..I grieve outter love..my hurt grows fonder..

wanting his love..meeting in quiet places...

sharing good times...holding me ..kissing..but never give

him my personal space.. what separates him from my hearts of affection,

the love of my daughters..14 and 19.. so be the times render..the hours giving my heart 2 love..

as I walk the pages written another man I can't get enough of..the smiling face..

his beautiful red skin, eyes that makes me wanna keep him closer here..inNYC..QUEENS

how does one go drifting back and forth..having a good time...sharing me...on the weekends..

feeling so right..knowing by rightious rule of my faith..it's not right..

the man's married..

with children while I am the mistress in waiting..

where love waits for a new..

right here at home...God U reign Supreme counsel..my soul in place of sin..

where my muslim beliefs..challenges my spiritual wisdom 2 change..me..sancuary...I pray to Ali for strength and self respect..

for life leading me ..with courage & pride..in ur name...although I know ..

the earth counts my days..my soul wears no decay of dismissal in faith,

I extend my hand..as ur friend..where u decide..who is best..where nearest to my heart..leaves no closeness or scandal...

far away still remains inside..until then I become..ur answer2..faith..arrive unannounced..

Discipline..my choice still lives..yours..Peace sheila T Jordan...

Dedicated 2 a sistah of hope in love..OUR aide..

Farina FOR mother...A CRY 4 HELP..Create Hindu speaks through me..

incitefully.com - use less

incitefully.com - use less:

"why dont you want me? what did i do? the worst you can

accuse me of is simply loving you.. you were my sunrise the stars in my night but you've left me again and i'm too weak to fight i dont think you knew how i needed you so and how much it hurt each time you let me go so i'll let the tears fall let my tender heart break it will get stronger in time but i'll always feel the ache"

incitefully.com - divert me

incitefully.com - divert me:

"divert me i need something else to keep these hands busy so they stop imagining touching you these eyes need something new to see so they stop envisioning your face this heart needs to b filled with something else

cause it feels so empty now i miss you every night, everyday i feel it build, this pressure i ache, and i wait and i dream our dreams"

incitefully.com - divert me

incitefully.com - divert me: "divert me i need something else to keep these hands busy so they stop imagining touching you these eyes need something new to see so they stop envisioning your face this heart needs to be filled filled with something else cause it feels so empty now i miss you every night, everyday i feel it build, this pressure i ache, and i wait and i dream our dreams"

Facebook | Sheila Create T Jordan

Facebook Sheila Create T Jordan:

"I MADE A FOOL OUTTA

BEING A FOOL..

so eazy... i watched slowly..

how stupidity laugh..

grabbed at a piece of me.. invited review as

their future book..

2 riddles..RHYMES..Dumb sense..a page 2 write...

what..RELIED UPON.

.ur comments.. confessing.. forgive me..

4 I knew not...

what FOOLED ME.. proof READ me 2 B..

all lies..

WrItTeN ..

NO COMMENTs"

I HAD 2 HAVE A PIECE OF U

I HAD 2 HAVE A PIECE OF U:

"BEST POEM IN THE WORLD

I was shocked,

confused, bewildered As

I entered Heaven's door,

Not by the beauty of it all,

Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven

Who made me sputter and gasp--

The thieves, the liars, the sinners,

The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade

Who swiped my lunch money twice.

Next to him was my old neighbor

Who never said anything nice. Herb,

who I always thought

Was rotting away in hell,

Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,

Looking incredibly well. I nudged Jesus,

'What's the deal? I would love to hear

Your take.

How'd all these sinners get up here?

God must've made a mistake.

'And why is everyone so quiet,

So somber - give me a clue.'

'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.

No one thought they'd be seeing you.

' JUDGE NOT!! Remember...

Just going to church doesn't make you a

Christian any more than

standing in your garage makes you a car.

Every saint has a PAST...

Every sinner has a FUTURE!

God answers prayer,

it is His sovereign way

To freely give His

blessings day by day;

One earnest plea and lo!

from heaven's throne

The answer comes,

for God has heard His own.

- Anon.

God delights in the earnest prayers

of His people

. ~~ Tommy is T.A.D. III ~~

"BEST POEM IN THE WORLD I was shocked, confused, bewildered As I entered Heaven's door, Not by the beauty of it all, Nor the lights or its decor. But it was the folks in Heaven Who made me sputter and gasp-- The thieves, the liars, the sinners, The alcoholics and the trash. There stood the kid from seventh grade Who swiped my lunch money twice. Next to him was my old neighbor Who never said anything nice. Herb, who I always thought Was rotting away in hell, Was sitting pretty on cloud nine, Looking incredibly well. I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? I would love to hear Your take. How'd all these sinners get up here? God must've made a mistake. 'And why is everyone so quiet, So somber - give me a clue.' 'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock. No one thought they'd be seeing you.' JUDGE NOT!! Remember...Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car. Every saint has a PAST... Every sinner has a FUTURE! God answers prayer, it is His sovereign way To freely give His blessings day by day; One earnest plea and lo! from heaven's throne The answer comes, for God has heard His own. - Anon. God delights in the earnest prayers of His people. ~~ Tommy is T.A.D. III ~~ Reply Reply to all Forward"