Potential

Potential, there goes that word again
It can sometimes be just as intoxicating as love
Fills your mind and cradles your heart with so many ”what ifs”
The anticipation filling your womb with frenzied butterflies
Excitement causing your heart to flutter
Potential, perhaps a preclude to love or
Just a mere possibility of what could potentially never be
But the thought of what could be
Feeds the desire to obtain what now should be
More than just potentially.

Affection

I crave it! Feen for it even. I tend to physically, emotionally and verbally express myself in all aspects with use of every emotion. When upset… I may cry, furrow my eye brows or become reclusive and quiet. When I’m happy…I grin from ear to ear, dance to my favorite song in the mirror over and over or pray a thankful prayer. When in love or even in like… I express it down to the very core of the woman I am. I will use any endearing term or phrase that organically escapes my lips, use these same lips to plant kisses over and over and all over, nurture, cook, dance for him…please him.

So what’s a girl to do when her affection is stifled or shunned…