I Prayed

I prayed for a man who is perfect
And I thought the Lord exulted
I prayed for a man who is righteous
And I thought the sentiments worthwhile

But after years of waiting
With patience worn to threads
I turned unto my Father
And listened carefully

There is not a man who is perfect
There is not a man who is righteous
But when you find a man
with whose imperfection you can endure
Know that what you have found is love

(c) Shaziane

For This Man

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

He is not perfect
But I like his flaws
(Some of them)

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

He's not a royal
But he's certainly built like one
(In my mind)

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

He is not the sexiest
Being on earth
(I know this)

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

He knows [how] to work his worth

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

I find his arrogance so appealing
(It's insane)

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

I feel blinded
But I know I'm seeing all

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

I feel slighted
(Sometimes)
But I can't help but enjoy
(His teases)

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

I feel blessed
To have found a man so unpredictably sexy in the oddest of ways

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

{He reminds me of myself
(A tad older)
Sexier, wiser, more in control [of myself]}

Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
For this man

{He reminds that I can be fun and still be me
He reminds that I've got more to offer that I can see
He reminds that love still exists
And has told me quite openly trust is alive}



(c) Shaziane 2012


The section enclosed by curly brackets {} are those which I am uncertain about.
I think they break the flow. What say you?

I Bet...Deep

I slept with you on my mind
I slept with you on my groin
You slept in my loins
I could not forget
The way you looked at me
Yesterday
So I slept the night with you
All over me
In my mind

I bet you forgot how voluptuous I look
From the back
How enticingly delicious I could be
From elsewhere
I bet you forgot all those thoughts
I read in your eyes
I bet you forgot the look
That has you on my mind

I bet
I bet
I bet
I bet you don't know the way
I'm yearning
I bet you couldn't imagine
The way I am burning

Deep
Deep
Deep inside this body is a place where I treasure you

Deep
Deep
Deep inside this body is a place where all of you lays dear

Deep inside the corners of my mind
Deep inside the depths of my thoughts
Deep below my consciousness
Deep beneath the surface of my words
Deep within the truth of my passion

Deeeeeeeeeeeeep
Is the only word that fully describes your impact on me
Deeeeeeeeeeeeeep



(c) Shaziane 2012

Dream Him, Dream Him Well

I expected my lover, to be the friend I always hoped for
I expected my lover to be the guy who loves for who I am
I expected too much
I expected just enough
I expected perfection in the eyes of a man who could see my imperfections
and still see me

I forgot to dream him (up) perfectly
I forgot to dream his chiseled features
I forgot to build him like a myth
I forgot to make his voice chocolate smooth
and thick
I forgot to dream harder
Scream louder

As I chanted for a man to love me
I forgot about him
As I focused on me
I forgot about his looks
I forgot about the books, the code of a perfect man
I forgot about just everything this world could ever offer
I forgot to make him
I forgot
I forgot I forgot I forgot
To make him perfect

So here stands six feet and four delicate inches
Of a man
Who sees me for so much more than I can see in my self
With all the stuffings of an emotionally insecure being.



(c) Shaziane

Every Flaw Put To Rest

Lay it on me like the wind pulls the rain across my face.
Lay it on me like the sun pushes its hands over my body.
Lay it like the stars.
Lay it on me like the moon does the sea.
Lay it on me like innocence does a baby.
Make it pure.
Make it natural.
Make it love. M
ake it unconditional.
Make the sex stop:

I don't need
the huffing,
the puffing,
the humping,
the jumping.

I (don't) need anything but the truth of your eyes saying,
"I (don't) love you(r body). I love you."

I want to lay in your arms,
carefree
with every worry of every flaw put to rest.

(c) Shaziane