The day I wrote this poem, C.Ivan Osborn, friend and business partner on a variety of past projects asked me if I would record the piece for his soon to debut stage play THE OTHER SIDE which features a wonderful mix of talented artists. I immediately recorded the Spoken Word track on my computer and sent it over to him. He used it as the Outro to the play soundtrack which is available for purchase on iTunes. Also I should mention that after only days of the track being uploaded to SoundClick it was rated and labeled "A Soundclick Top 10 Song". So here it is...

When It's Love (Outro)

Listen to my radio interview on Inspirational Corner with host Serenity Peace next Wednesday 4/15 on WDJZ 1530AM at 4pm EST. My second appearance on the show will air on 4/22.
http://m.wdjzradio.com/#!__listen-live
‪#‎CrossPointsByMsTabu‬

Serenity Peace radio interview with special guest Ms. Tabu

When It's Love...
by Ms Tabu (Notes) on Monday, June 10, 2013 at 8:48am
He asked me
"How do you know when it's love?"
I answered,
Love...
in every form
has one origin
one source
and like its creator
is timeless
No beginning
No end
Just is
Don't be confused...
Sure you and I
in the physical sense
began when we met
at a place in time
we remember well
But in the spiritual realm
this darlin', always been
Before the love-making
Before the first dates
that I lied to myself saying
weren't dates
Before the "shacking up"
Making babies
Tying the knot
Doing some
backwards love dance
folks couldn’t quite
catch the rhythm of
This love still soared
through the heavens
No boundaries
Unconditional
with a wingspan
that never faced limits
of the sky and earth
Free to stretch out
Free to grow
Fly
Fall
Do whatever it may
So darlin'
I know it's love
by the scent of eternity
our passion brings
anywhere we land
Gravity cannot contain
the transcendence of our love
Crowded rooms cannot lose it in the mix
Traffic jams can't cease its flow
Pollution is no threat to this love
breathing pure life into our being*
For we are but one
divided into two bodies
Man and Woman
connected spiritually
The epitome of oneness
Street lights can't stop it
Nothing man-made
can touch
tame
burn
break
or even
build this love
No see
The potter responsible
for something so divine
has molded this love
with His own hands
leaving it firm enough to
be steadfast
Soft enough to morph
change
transition
the way He sees fit
This thing ain't even
our doing you see
So while we thinking
I chose him...her
He chose us...
for this Love
So I say
you know "when" it's love
when time holds power no more
When "How did you meet?"
can only truly be answered
by souls that just seem
to glide through the moments
and memories that bring
sentiment everlasting
It's like we just...
stepping in footprints already there
hence "Deja vu"
That feeling like this love
was already there
and we are simply arriving
to our destiny awaiting
no matter how long it takes
Always there
Always been
Always will be
No matter how far off track
we think we've gone
This love lights the way
Not back
Not forth
Just...the way
And like that good ol' North Star
we follow it home.

All of my personal poems are Copyright ©MS TABU 2013-2015. All rights reserved.



When It's Love (The Other Side Outro)

~*PRACTICE #1*~ 

After posting the last new poem fresh out of God's womb, another one birthed through me and I wrote it down... and recorded it to this "Black Gospel Jazz" instrumental on YouTube... again on my good ol' PC at home with my lil recording mic :-) 

Practice makes perfect, or at least---- obtaining it on a level humanly/artistically possible. God beholds the beauty of my soul, and so I will let Him choose when something is "at its best". 

‎10.28.11
~*Darlin' You Shouldn't Have...

And you shouldn't have kissed me. 
But I let you kiss me. 
And you shouldn't forgive me. 
When I say don't fall in love with me. 
Because frankly, I'm not sorry. 
I don't apologize for the harmony 
of the harp of our heart's 
Angelic Soul Rhythms 
played with jazzy parts 
Mixing and matching
puzzle piecing 
Fitting together a passion
never muzzled or weakened
And you never should have 
saw me on those weekends. 
When we chilled out after 
we rocked and jived on mic's 
And I never should have spilled out
matters of my secret paradise 
I never should have been the 
coffee bean to your brew 
You never should have drank it
when the steam, tempted you
And we never should have, 
known the "Irony of The Situation"
I never should have had to 
run off to church, to save the day when
We almost made it... (((LOVE)))
We almost tasted... (((LOVE)))
We were almost naked (((But)))
like a runaway maiden I ran away from us
I left you with a painting of my pain
signed "I'm sorry, love"
next to your favorite cup 
of our silent memories 
But I wasn't sorry because, 
I knew that you would remember me
And I never should have written 
my stars in your night 
And I never should have been your Princess 
But you were my knight 
I never should have lied when 
you asked why I was running away
And I told you I was running from me 
as the look upon your face
was too sad to tell you, that I was 
running from the love I felt
when we felt
when you felt
when you held 
when I hold
when we fell 
into the perfect mold 
of a potter who 
never regretted 
the violin of our rose 
blooming inside of 
the roots, I tried to let go 
But I'm only a petal 
compared to the 
ever flourishing 
flowers of our soil
I never should have 
been so gentle 
showed you I cared 
about us drifting 
until the last hour 
that boiled
within our hour glass
just before the last 
grain, I came back
To tell you that I 
never should have 
tried to escape 
the grasp 
of God's divine time
And I never asked
for the time
and it hasn't passed
Because by Him it's 
always right, even when
we think we've set it back. 

All of my personal poems, unique ideas, and creations are Copyright ©MS TABU 2011. All rights reserved

Darlin' You Shouldn't Have Rehearsal: Take 1 © Ms. Tabú 2011

Practice!!!!!!! :-) I wrote a full poem for this... but just working on the hook right now

Baby Momma Drama HOOK Rehearsal: Take 1 © Ms. Tabú 2011 Revised: 11.1.11

I wrote a POEM this morning called "Dreams of Making Love 2U" and I've decided to fit it with this original instrumental I got and just wrote this little talk-hook for it...



Dreams of Making Love 2U Hook Rehearsal: Take 1 © Ms. Tabú 2011

~*NEW POEM JUST WRITTEN THIS MORNING*~ The Mic2Soul Playhouse Theater is always opened for friends & supporters to join me and listen in on my rehearsal practice for the real thing!!! :-)

I Tried PT II 11.15.11

I tried many things to get over you.
I thought, hitting up the salon was right on cue
I thought maybe once I was looking fly...
I could stop loving you
But apparently, my hair looks good 
and I'm still spilling the blues 
So tell me what's a ride or die woman to do?
It's not fair, when somebody plays you 
It's not right, when they take for granted
all of the days you...
were there for them through it all
whether they were rich or poor 
broke and out of work
rolling with no car
or doing real good, grinding extra hard
whether they lost a friend who got shot
or they were handling business and 
didn't have much time to talk 
You still appreciated the time they made
before Satan convinced them, to dig the grave
and bury your LOVE ALIVE, in the ground
But didn't you know that the roots still thrive... even now???
Even now... that I'm fed up with your act
Even now that I wish I wasn't so foolish
to think I could win this combat
to think Soldier of Love was my theme song
When I'm only but a broken dove, when 
you pull my camouflage seams off 
When my only warrior gear, is my skin 
Until I remember, in the heat of tears 
that God gave me spiritual weapons
But baby I just don't know which one to choose
I don't know which gun, is the one to shoot
I don't know if The Blood of Jesus 
is good enough for you 
cause' I've been praying it on our love
since we made it official
And somehow you manage to get twisted up
in Satan's most basic, ritual 
To sacrifice LOVE for pride 
during divine moments of our life
And I'm trying... I tried... to understand
why on Earth, your realization 
is missing
and MOST WANTED
all across the board
God's Kingdom is searching for 
the demon who robbed this love
from that heart of yours
And I tried, to go on my own mission
but the truth is I'm just a woman 
not equipped for this expedition
God given, unless I trust God 
and let Him show me different 
Still I thought, that maybe 
one of my older poems...was right after all
Maybe my life is all just...
"Hot Pink Nail Polish & A Broken Heart"
Maybe I should just buy some more 
so I can watch my tears drip down
the cascades of that place where I fall
Stuck behind a waterfall 
in between a rock...
and it's hard...
I pray to God 
And repent if I've done
anything wrong
But the only thing I can think of
was giving too much, too soon
Was doing too much seeking
and not enough being found, by you
Was letting the roles, get a little confused
But I only was reacting, to you
I tried to let you be a man...have the lead
But you led us into quick sand, instead of...
to the sanctuary...where we find peace
And then when we were sinking...
you blamed me...
Climbed up out of it, and said 
"LOOK AT SHE..."
"HOW SHE SCREAM"
"HOW SHE BE ....
MAKING SCENES"
When you know very well
who is responsible 
for this misfortune of irony
And I thought we were a team
I thought we were quite sweet
I thought you had promised me
that you'd never do this.. but I see
that the fruits bearing from the tree
verses the things that you speak
were from a completely different
package of seeds...
And silly me...
But I tried...
I watered them
Nurtured them
Sunned them down
I gave them the nutrients
to grow, but I should have
let them drown...
because this was the trick version
of our love...
Now I'm standing in a garden of ...
a Satanic over flood
With my only saving grace
being my hands, washed by
Jesus' Blood...
and wondering why you
would trade in His unconditional love
to please an audience... 
that is nothing but star struck
But would they be there...
when your hair turns gray?
Would they be there, 
through sickness and health
when this world leaves you in dismay
Would they CARE if you were okay 
if you no longer were on stage????
Suppose The Lord taketh your gift today
And all you have, is what you are 
when you are "squeezed"
Suppose all of the groupies go away
because dealing with matters of the heart
was not their cup of tea 
Suppose the industry pulls the plug 
on what you deem as being 
the epitome of your dreams
just as you're on the cusp...of stardom
And now you're sitting there 
thinking about me and how 
I was the only woman who really
showed you unconditional love
even when you were so heartless
Suppose The Lord was convicting
you, to take out the garbage 
But instead of listening you 
took OUT the blessing... 
based on the illusion
but you bought it 
flipped it 
sold it 
even had nerve
to be joyous
at the responses
of others 
as they watched you SLIP
while I was there trying
to rescue ship
And baby I tried...
but I couldn't be superwoman 
"No I'm not the kind of girl...
that you can let down
and think that everything's okay
BOY I AM ONLY HUMAN"
but I suppose, that you'd rather
the robotic new age 
trendy generational ways 
of bootlegging love, like bad tapes
Why must people take 
and taint 
instead of have Faith 
in the actual release date
and wait 
stop looking for ways 
to play
and escape
and then push the real thing
away
For the same old games
I tried...
to show him the way
but my precious records
I guess need to marinate 
in a love that will love me better
than a man who doesn't appreciate
the concept of, obtaining favor
from the Heaven's above
Sometimes I wonder 
if the man for me is really an angel
and I'm just caught up 
in confusion 
thinking that I'm human 
I tried to make it through this maze
with no one to 
show me the ropes to swing 
through a purple jungle of seclusion
And found myself here naked...
cold... and ruined
by a world that will never comprehend
what it is to be loved 
by an angel, called WOMAN. 

All of my personal poems, unique ideas, and creations are Copyright ©MS TABU 2011. All rights reserved.

I Tried PT II (Poem) Rehearsal: Take 1 © Ms. Tabú 2011

Yall may know I've recently been blessed with some studio stuff to actually have a setup in my house, but I don't have it up and running yet... so still just 1 mic style :) I wrote this poem at about 2 something AM this morning (12.1.11) and decided to just go ahead and record a rough draft version if it. You already know how I do with this rehearsal now-a-days. The first time I read this poem aloud to the person it is about, the tears streamed down my face. They didn't come like that the second time, when I recorded it here on my PC but... I still felt them inside!!! All of my pieces are real, but this is definitely that raw rugged edged kind of poem that is undeniably and genuinely from the heart.

I like to align my poetry with scripture after writing, to see which way God moved me in accordance with His Word. I haven't searched the scripture yet after writing this to see where it fits in... but when I do I'll definitely add it in and share with you all. I know that there is definitely Biblical references that will match up. If you think of any, let me know.

I hope this speaks to somebodies soul, and can be a relationship healer. I pray that God will utilize this piece, to be a wake-up call for some men and women who may be taking their love for granted. I'm praying The Blood of Jesus over these words for blessings to be overflown through the heart and soul that was delivered through this reading. I'm pleading that we can sometimes learn to really love someone and help lead them the right way if we know they are slipping, even if it hurts badly to have to put aside our romantic emotions and shift the focus onto saving their soul for the glory of God. It's not easy yall... I'm trying. And I'm trying to stay, so that at the very least... I can help someone I truly do love. We've all been a lost soul at one time in our lives, and it doesn't justify people hurting people. But people can change, and prayer intervention DOES help. Only God can provide the kind of HELP that our relationships need when they are falling apart. Trust me...

Poetry Lyrics: 
Stay or Go? (Poem) 12.1.11

He doesn't know if he wants to stay or go 
He lives on philosophies of there will always be tomorrow 
He procrastinates on our love like it's the same old job 
He clocks in late, and leaves early 
He tries to change up the time card like 
I don't see the way our fate, looks blurry 
Smudged ink where the real thing used to be 
But it's hard to know if I should stay or go 
Cause' he always comes in, even if he comes slow 
Evidently, he loves me to his best capacity 
But see, his love is like a spec on the map 
compared to my heart, the size of a country 
And somehow he crossed the border 
I don't know who let him in 
I tried so hard to block him from coming over 
But now he's already gotten citizenship 
He's living in, my soul 
It feels like he's the rib from which I'm chose 
But things just aren't matching up in our 
worldly roles 
And he's so hot and cold 
One minute he's gone, the next he wants to propose 
One minute he's doing me wrong, then he 
wants to come home 
And I just don't know 
if I want him to stay or go 
I've got it bad like you just don't know 
You say you do, but it's hard to explain 
Why there will be a sequel, to 
the love they call insane 
I swear I've tried to escape 
from these ties 
But you know, we laid down 
together but 
I never let him come inside 
So it's not like this is just 
a chemical lust ride 
But it seems like 
I love him more than 
some brothers before 
who I did, give my body to 
With him, what am I going to do? 
Somewhere deep down 
where it's hardest to expose 
I have a Faith that he'll 
come around, if I just 
walk with him on this road 
Even though it's not perfect 
and he changed up on me 
I know that he knows 
I've the worth of a Queen 
And I know that he has 
cold feet 
cause' he's never 
been in the role of a King 
He never had a woman like me 
But if I climbed from 
the bottom up 
then so can he 
And if he loves me 
enough 
then maybe 
he can just show me 
that he wants to try 
Maybe if he holds me 
while I cry 
and feels 
the tears 
on his lips 
He will realize 
I'm down for 
the ride but 
he's got to 
provide a fix 
and tissues 
can't do it 
The truth is 
Everything is useless 
The things I do to soothe it 
I don't know what I'm doing 
One day I want to leave 
then I feel tugged right back 
I'm angry with this destiny 
cause' this love is 
weighing down my back 
dividing up my spine 
I pray that God puts 
our love on track 
cause' I'm too tired to drive 
For once in my lifetime 
Somebody else has to 
put forth the effort 
Somebody has to decide 
if this love will be forever 
Lord today I'll stay 
But tomorrow I might go 
I want him to go away 
and then I dream of him 
holding me so close 
breathing beside me 
I need him to find me 
where he left me 
Stop lying to me 
and respect me 
Protect me 
Don't let his 
main intentions 
be to undress me 
Don't neglect me 
Remember I'm 
somebodies princess 
just like his kids 
are his Prince's 
Remember the things 
I've told him 
about my past 
predicaments 
Remember I'm 
going 
through a process 
of deliverance 
Still healing 
and I don't need this 
Remember how 
good he treated me 
when we were 
friends 
before things got 
deeper and 
the things he said 
Was he just messing 
with my head 
or did he really mean it? 
I don't know anymore 
but I know his little secret 
that as much as he 
acts like he doesn't need it 
he always seems to 
be phone reaching 
even when 
we pretend 
we're done with it again 
I've told him I was done with him 
but I guess it ain't over 
unless God says it is 
And I guess I look stupid 
for talking so much ish 
when you know the truth is 
I still want his kiss 
I keep praying for God 
to remove him 
if he's not my husband 
or to MOVE in him 
if he is and 
tell him something 
cause' I can't do this alone 
all by myself 
I need some spiritual, 
Christ-like help 
I need somebody to 
understand what I've felt 
Don't just tell me to leave him 
cause' it might be 
Satan trying 
to send him to hell 
And I want to save him 
but I have to save myself 
I know The Devil wants 
our men to believe 
that Adam & Eve 
were nothing but a story 
I know he wants our men 
to miss the boats 
stay tempted by these 
broads who act like hoes 
I know he doesn't want us 
to ever be whole 
with the one who is 
the missing part 
of our soul 
I know 
that this warfare 
is spiritual 
And if I didn't care 
I wouldn't be here 
with my Bible 
Seeking revival 
and survival 
a way to win 
before I decide to go 
but if I'm staying 
then Lord 
you've got to let him know 
that he's about to lose 
a good thing 
if he doesn't 
let his feelings show 
and he needs to quit 
destroying roots 
so they can't grow 
cause' he's about to miss 
a new blessing 
for the same old 
and if he wants to 
make it to Heaven 
then there's only 
one way to go... 
I'm pleading mercy 
on my baby's soul 
I know he's being 
stupid but 
I can't lose hope 
I know he hurts me 
but, I somehow 
have it in me 
to still try...a little 
Maybe it will get better 
Maybe it won't 
But if I just go 
then I'd never 
have known 
The possibility 
of God-given 
miracles.

All of my personal poems, unique ideas, and creations are Copyright 
©Ms. Tabú 2011. All rights reserved. Revised: 12.1.11

I didn't write this BRAND NEW piece to this beat, but I just love this Teedra Moses track and wanted to see how my poetry might sound with it. I enjoy exploration and experimentation within my artistry. This is just practice. Yall know how I do by now ;-) 

~*Yeah, I know he Loves me. (Poem) 12.2.11
by Ms Tabu on Friday, December 2, 2011 at 6:59pm

Whatever boo. 
You can't deny the truth.
I never tried to get over on you.
But I couldn't believe the things you do
a week after asking a lady to move
Talking about "Can I propose to you"
"Can I fly in on a Sunday get married on Monday"
And you know I said that we can, one day
But I want a wedding, prayerfully someday
It doesn't have to be huge, but it has to be real
My Pastor has to be there too, boy you know how I feel 
About the proper steps, for marriage etiquette 
But don't forget I remember everything you said
And I know you remember, every poem read
And I know it's November, but come January 
you'll be finding a way to Connecticut   
Just watch boo, I peeped through 
The window to your soul  
and saw our sequel 
When your games, you lose 
So that we can win  
The name TABU is 
forever written  
Across your chest  
Tattooed in places 
people haven't seen yet 
What you didn't see my ink
running through his heart? 
You didn't notice 
that he calls me 
every time 
the show is over?????
Oh you forgot 
that from the first night we met
Out of five hundred woman 
he only wanted my digits 
Like you didn't see us 
at all them other shows 
Leaving hand-in-hand 
you must have thought
I was some hoe 
Did you forget 
that I have something
of my own
I could be a millionaire 
off of these poems 
I know these chicken heads
saw me
rocking the microphone 
But no matter what 
who cares 
I'm rich at soul 
I'm talented
and beautiful
and my baby knows 
He fronting though. 
Look at him 
Acting crazy 
He knows he wants my baby
Better yet, he knows
I'm still his lady
But I'll say I'm single 
until he 
stops being shady
and he can 
try to mingle 
but I know he's 
going to paint me 
in his brain waves 
every time another
dame tries to 
take my place 
He's going to 
be thinking about
brush stroking
my vase 
Hour-glass all day
her roses don't fit right
They smell like
horse hay 
and it just don't mix right 
We're able to forgive right?
I mean, if I called you 
out your name
when you was a jerk 
and you got the 
wrath that came
when you left
a good girl hurt 
And all the things
after, that you did deserve 
You did me wrong
although it could have been worse
Still broke my heart
felt like a bad curse 
Somebody doing voodoo on my boo?
Praying Jesus reverse the assignment
and replace it with blessings, how He do 
Every day I have to drown us 
in THE BLOOD  
Just to get us out of 
your sticky mud 
Trouble maker 
Heart breaker 
Make me need
some paper 
In the middle of 
dinner 
I feel the words flow 
You left some
blisters 
on my hopes 
But I've got my Faith 
and my focus on The Lord though 
and you call me every day
So boy I know 
that you love me so 
Keep the phone ringing 
I know your heart's stinging 
I know you missing me 
and just thinking 
You scared to give it all you've got 
What if she meets another man
and my pride gets shot
But baby boy, 
Love is stronger than pride 
You can't fill a void 
much longer it's time 
To give up the old G 
and from those shackles
be set free
Experience real love 
with a spiritual lady 
Look at me 
I'm basically
everything you ever dreamed
with a few flaws 
hey I'm a human being
I got some scars
inside and externally 
It is what it is
baby what's it gonna be?
Then you have the nerve
to tell me to send you something sexy
Nope baby, you've been a bad boy
You've got work to put in 
if you want to have joy 
So until then 
I don't wanna hear that 
If you don't like your
current record
then honey, clear that
If you love me 
then don't forget
the year that
we built a foundation
Resisted sexual temptations
Well, most of them anyway and 
sure I tasted your lips 
and yeah, basically
we almost slipped 
But I'm sexy and you're handsome
So that's obvious 
Plus our chemistry is 
like ridiculous 
And our personalities 
always compliment 
each other 
like we were always 
meant 
to be 
I dig your energy
Remember all those men
that were gravitating
toward me 
But you were the only one
who I surely 
wanted to chill with 
all around town 
even though I was 
real slick 
up out of my mouth
like I didn't want to 
give you 
no time of day 
I knew I'd 
be seeing you 
about 
Two days 
from the day we met
Then when 
you left 
You sent me a text
"I'm missing you already"
November 8th, 2010
Oh, yeah my memory
was flawless
Baby you was calling
nonstop from the get go
But you know 
I don't like drama
and I don't want 
a love, ghetto
A ghetto love
I'd rather just
have that
good old fashioned stuff
Kind of love
the old folks
taught us 
And you said  
you'd never 
be gone love
When I was
scared to 
feel your touch
You said
you'd never hurt me
but
You hurt me regardless
Even though I 
kept my legs closed
mind opened
and now you're
trying to 
be sewing 
all the things
that came undone
I don't need 
you to bring me
the ocean or the sun
Baby I just need 
just need, your love
your loyalty 
and your mind made up
that I am she 
Your special one 
And you want to be 
more than 
a stab in my gut 
when the dishonesty
intuitively 
has me 
strung up 
That's not love 
baby that's 
stupid stuff
But I know you love me
but you got to give up
on trying to 
mess us up
just to take
the easy route
I wasn't born yesterday
Love, I know what this about
But either way
You'll be loving me 
down 
just wait 
You think you're
loving me now 
Soon you won't
know how 
to live 
without 
your Queen 
you found 
in me 
the crown 
Now be a King  
cause'
I can't settle
for less
than royal
now
You really
thought
you was
throwing in the towel
but you still keep
coming
with the four
letter word
with two vowels
So it's all good
Baby, 
when you coming
to town?
 
All of my Personal Poems are Copyright ©MS TABU 2011. All rights reserved
 



***THIS IS JUST REHEARSAL*** :-)

Real Love Is Back In Style... Spoken Word by Ms. Tabu 12.8.11 
by Ms Tabu on Thursday, December 8, 2011 at 5:31pm 
Drift away with me sweet love 
to a place where we can be us 
Where it doesn't matter, 
the way that people see us 
for everything we're not 
and miss the whole point 
of who we are 
"The point of it all" 
Turn on the Anthony Hamilton 
and steal my heart 
Stay for a while... 
Make yourself at home 
Real love is coming back in style 
And I'm the trend setter, 
of this brand called "Eternal" 

Let me upgrade you dear 
Give you a makeover right here 
Oh sugar, I will kiss away your tears 
Tell me gentle-man, what did she do 
If you can, please tell me the truth 
Did she, emotionally cripple you? 
Did she use you? Did she abuse you? 
So you let down your guards 
Only for her to break your heart 
But you can't miss out on real love 
Because of something you've 
been through once... 
Look at me babe, 
what do you think? 
Do I seem like a lady, 
whose never been through a thing? 

Well my King, you're surely mistaken... 
and I'll tell you why 
I've been through all types 
of situations with guys 
Need I say that I've been 
sexually, verbally, 
mentally, emotionally 
abused, times in my life 
Yes love, you are sitting 
here in this hot tub 
with a bottle of 
this fine wine, 
candles lit up 
with a survivor, of tragedies 
See my life has been rough 
And if you can't handle my scars... 
If it's too much to know... 
that I've also been raped 
and if this makes me flawed... 
If you're just another man 
to miss "THE POINT OF IT ALL" 
then what's the point... 
of being here at all?????? 

You can go if you'd like 
But darling, please know 
that I'm the kind of lady 
a real man of God will make his wife 
Yes my chance will come 
To walk down the aisle 
and meet my real love 
There at the alter 
where he awaits 
Tears flowing like water 
And the look on his face 
He just saw the most 
beautiful woman 
and knows no one 
could take her place 
so my hand he takes 
Forever & Always he will stay... 
I hope this doesn't 
scare you away.... 
But I've learned 
the hardest way... 
Through broken hearts 
that I cannot change... 
for the worse, just to 
keep a man around 
based on his pace 
I will always accelerate 
Beyond the expectations 
that people make... 

If we can do it in six months 
then we can do it today... 
We can start falling in love 
at this very moment, 
what do you say? 
Cause' love is more 
than just an emotion 
It's a choice 
And a part of me is hoping 
that you feel this inner voice 
Speaking loud and clear 
That you've found 
a woman, so sincere 
You had better treat her 
like you don't want to 
lose her, and fear... 
that you will, if you don't 
Let your feelings show... 

Sweet love, 
I have to let you know 
That it's time to put all of 
those lovers in the past 
If we want to, move forward 
to the plans that God has 
Look, I get it... 
You had it bad for a woman who 
had it good 
You did everything you could 
Just to make it work 
But the point of it all 
is that you were with 
the wrong woman 
even if she looked good 
Wouldn't you rather 
spend your life 
with a lady, 
who is pretty, 
sweet, and 
has goals all the time 
A lady who is spiritual 
loves God first 
Lives a prayer life 
Needs a man to 
pray with her 
on nights like tonight 

Take my hands baby 
(((Shhh))) 
it's okay 
Don't push me away 
Let's pray, 
share an intimate 
moment with God 
while sitting 
face-to-face 
Bet you never 
had a woman 
who cared enough 
to keep you safe 
in the arms of The Lord 
Bet that when she 
breaks your heart 
she isn't sorry for 
Making it harder for 
the good girl trying 
to make you see 
that every other 
woman in this world, is not me 
I am not she, and we'll 
never be comparatively, adjacent 
So take your time with me 
But don't let time be wasted 
And the point of it all... 
is that real love is a chance 
and you just have to take it 
Who knows when it will 
come again... 
This might just be it 
And so let me show you 
how a real woman makes you smile 
The things she's supposed to do 
Babe, you're living in denial 
REAL LOVE is back in style... 
as of right now... 

A man wasn't made 
to be alone 
So let me know 
what your plans 
are and bring us home... 
Tired of renting out my soul 
To men who will never invest 
in keeping me as their own 
Aren't you tired, of these hoes? 
Aren't you done, being sold 
out on, just the physical 
Isn't it time, to seek 
the inside of a woman and grow... 
Build an emperor of Real Love, 
and be seated on a throne 
Baby ain't you tired of 
having nobody to hold 
I know I'm tired 
of writing these poems 
about what I want 
but don't have 
so... 
IF this is real love 
let it show... 
and don't ever 
let it stop... 

Yes love... 
REAL LOVE 
is coming back 
in style 
So tell everyone 
you know 
that it comes 
in every color 
every size 
and fits "unconditional" 
Real love 
has no limits 
unlike that 
bootlegged ghetto show 
That yall thought 
was the real thing 
but now you know... 
that if it ain't REAL LOVE 
then it ain't valuable 
I'm putting that other 
stuff out of business... 
So either get with real love 
or be the laughing-stock 
of THE REAL LOVE ERA 
back from lifetimes ago... 

All of my personal poems, unique ideas, and creations are Copyright 
©Ms. Tabú 2011. All rights reserved. Revised: 12.8.11

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