GENUINE AFFECTION

It’s about that time I usually bid my day a bye with a sigh of satisfaction escaping my closed lips. It doesn’t actually escape, it involuntarily sets itself free. The day has been long and tiring and trying to cope with Eve’s misdemeanor. She is the first of our species to find out that all that glitters are illegal or unworthy. The whole humanity now is painfully toiling in order to pluck the fruits and accord hunger a decent send off.

I slide my tired body, carefully, as if it hurt or afraid to disturb a nocturnal creature who had made a sojourn in my bed, inside my sheets. Relief greeted me, accompanied by a muted sigh as the mind went back to the parting day, assessing the successes and the pitfalls that came along. Lessons appeared triumphant.

The day is never a day-well-spent when you do not wish a dearly beloved a good night. I have had trouble many mornings preceding the nights I slept without bidding her a good night. I forget on purpose (ask any man) but the questions you get the morning after only allow her to make assumptions because I have never answered them satisfactorily. Now am thinking of her. She has brought the real meaning of living, the real feel of love. She genuinely adores me and I do more than her.

As a fumbled with the keys of my phone, trying to mix words, in a bid to come up with a deep poem for her, the phone rang. I smiled as I read ‘sweetheart’ as I had saved her. The ringtone helped increase the pace of my heartbeat. It was a song that drove her to the point of ecstasy, of course after me. So many times she rang me, often when I am trying to text her, or when am reaching for my phone to call her. Love brings forth pleasant coincidence, the kind that you want to happen every day.

I really love her. The joy of my life is to see her happy always. I don’t anything or anybody to harm her because I’m her soldier ready to fight every war that life pit against us. Distance though has robbed us the chance to show the affection eye to eye, hold each other close and our breathes being swallowed by our silent whispers heard far away. She is the realest thing I hold with utmost care like a treasure.

I picked up the phone and her soft voice drove me to world that surpassed the abundance of the bliss heaven had on offer. She tickled me into frenzy with an unsettling sensation going through my body like a ripple. I wanted her there and then. If the urge would have enabled men to grow wings I would have been the first one after Daedalus and Icarus, from the tales we read while growing up.

I listened as she talked making her know I was paying attention. Silence sometimes prompts one to make an inquiry if they are speaking alone or otherwise. What’s more beautiful than being missed by somebody you love? What’s the most awesome thing in the world than being important to somebody and being treasured more than you do to your own self? It’s a feeling that transcends everything.

The lengthy talk is always brought to a denouement by good night wishes and the sweet dreams. The byes aren’t my cup of tea. I always conclude a conversation with a ‘take care’. I never know why but I always want her to great care not dream of nightmares.

As the sound of the phone hanging up came through, I was plunged into my own world. I stared at the text I was about to send; my sweetheart, you are a rare being in the world for showing me what it means to love and I will give you my genuine affection…….it sounds like a teenage love letter but that was the message I intended to pass her, plus a couple of hugs and kisses, toppling with I love you. I drifted off holding my phone.

I woke up in the morning to find everything deleted except GENUINE AFFECTION on the text. I smiled knowing there was more truth than those two words.

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

You looked so beautiful today. I'm going to remember what you looked like forever.

...

And I hope you remember me the same way - clean, ha-ha. I'm glad our last time together was happy.

But I'm leaving tonight, leaving the flock, and this time it's for good. I don't know if I'll ever see any of you again. The thing is, Max, that everyone is a little bit right. Added up all together, it makes this one big right.

Dylan's a little bit right about how my being here might be putting the rest of you in danger. The threat might have been just about Dr. Hans, but we don't know that for sure. Angel is a little bit right about how splitting up the flock will help all of us survive. And the rest of the flock is a little bit right about how when you and I are together, we're focused on each other - we can't help it.

The thing is, Maximum, I love you. I can't help but be focused on you when we're together. If you're in the room, I want to be next to you. If you're gone, I think about you. You're the one who I want to talk to. In a fight, I want you at my back. When we're together, the sun is shining. When we're apart, everything is in shades of gray.

I hope you'll forgive me someday for turning our worlds into shades of gray - at least for a while.

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You're not at your best when you're focused on me. I mean, you're at your best Maxness, but not your best leaderness. I mostly need Maxness. The flock mostly needs leaderness. And Angel, if you're listening to this, it ain't you, sweetie. Not yet.

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At least for a couple more years, the flock needs a leader to survive, no matter how capable everyone thinks he or she is. The truth is that they do need a leader, and the truth is that you are the best leader. It's one of the things I love about you.

But the more I thought about it, the more sure I got that this is the right thing to do. Maybe not for you, or for me, but for all of us together, our flock.

Please don't try to find me. This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, besides wearing that suit today, and seeing you again will only make it harder. You'd ask me to come back, and I would, because I can't say no to you. But all the same problems would still be there, and I'd end up leaving again, and then we'd have to go through this all over again.

Please make us only go through this once.

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I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping. I love your hair streaming out behind you as we fly, with the sunlight making it shine, if it doesn't have too much mud or blood in it. I love seeing your wings spreading out, white and brown and tan and speckled, and the tiny, downy feathers right at the top of your shoulders. I love your eyes, whether they're cold or calculating or suspicious or laughing or warm, like when you look at me.

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You're the best warrior I know, the best leader. You're the most comforting mom we've ever had. You're the biggest goofball, the worst driver, and a truly lousy cook. You've kept us safe and provided for us, in good times and bad. You're my best friend, my first and only love, and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, with wings or without.

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Tell you what, sweetie: If in twenty years we haven't expired yet, and the world is still more or less in one piece, I'll meet you at the top of that cliff where we first met the hawks and learned to fly with them. You know the one. Twenty years from today, if I'm alive, I'll be there, waiting for you. You can bet on it.

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LOVE POEMS

I COULD BUT LOVE YOU*

The days gone by hold memories

So much of all those nice stories

Stories of our lives thereafter

Punctuated by your sweet laughter

Walking, talking under the starlit sky

Smiling silently without knowing why

Silent though we got so much to say

Assured that tomorrow would be okay

I love you so much my sweetheart

Like the abundance of sand in a desert

So is my love for you, so real and true

I want to live forever just for you

In the horizon the sun's just turned red

And my tomorrow is but a dread

If by your own, you won't be there

I will die, there won't be any air

*THE AMAZING FEELING*

The buzz of the phone beckons you attention

It's the love of your life trying to reach you

Friends have gotten tired of their mention

Their presence in this world gets you through

Long and stressful days just as the nights

On dark nights they are the light

It's an amazing feeling to find true love

It carries you way beyond imaginable lands

Swifter than the carrier doves

Infinite but it can fit in your hands

The amazing feeling of true adoration

Surpasses everything worth admiration

*BEHIND YOUR EYES*

Sometimes am caught in a day dream

Dreaming of a dream I live everyday

It's been like this since I saw you

You beauty enslaved my imagination

The glitter in your eyes captured me

Every morning I wake up

It's your pretty face that's my alarm

Telling to rise up to see you

You are a true meaning of perfection

Forever I will be glad that are in my life

I wanna have your heart forever

Coz I've given you mine

Do the best with that you can

For you are so perfect

This love is the realest of al I've known

*I SEE ME IN YOUR EYES*

Like rose petals in the morning bloom

You sweep my feet off the ground

And I fly, fly like little bird making no sound

Am flying to get a kiss from you

Your embrace, the next best thing

After the gearless all night embrace

I see the meaning of life in your eyes

I see me and you skin to skin every night

I see life unfolding in your eyes

I see love-true love

*IMMUNE TO HEARTACHE *

I'm staring at the emptiness you absence accords me

It's like all those days when I could fantasies about you

My breath being taken away by what I could see

But your absence is forever, I hoped you were true

I didn't think there would be a day when I could ask you to stay

And that would be asking too much of your precious time

Now I struggle to go through my days trying to keep you at bay

Often I fail, every time, coz forgetting you feels inhumane- a crime

For once in my life I realized what it means to be in love

It means to wait for someone to break your heart while holding on

It means being immune to all things that fall from above

Coz that may hold you from going on straight from dawn

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LOVE STORY

I am a 19 year old girl and have been close friends with this guy (he'll be turning 20 this coming weekend) for more than 5 years. We are very different people but I realized that no matter what happens, I really love him for what he is and who he is. I have been telling my friends and some relatives about him and they seem to think he's the one. My best happiness and love I ever had in my life is when I am with him. He respects me as a lady, always knows how to make me smile, and listens when I just need a friend. We support each other and want to feel safe in each others embrace. I have never felt this way before I hope to build out this friendship. The sad part about this love for my friend is that we live far apart but we have never given up our friendship.

THE UNANSWERED CALL

The advent of technological advancement especially in the telephone sector has brought forth unprecedented freedom to communicate with people millions of mile away from the vicinity. If the present world would be reverted to those far off centuries, many people wouldn’t make it. Writing a letter and waiting for a response weeks or months later is a grueling experience in the current world. The people who are making the most of the mobile technology are those in love and reside at the ends of the world−so far away from each other. When thoughts of them provoke their senses, they simply dial their numbers and within seconds they are giggling sheepishly like they are together there and then. But it is always a short lived feeling because once the phone is hung, a gnawing feeling of loneliness settles inside them. Despite all these advancement many people, including the writer would wish for the ancient times. Communication was hard though but it was genuine. A lover would dedicate his or her time to pour his feeling onto a piece of paper, undistracted. It often was a solitary endeavor that always ensured a masterpiece. One would be sure that he or she was all alone. What of this technology? It doesn’t guarantee privacy. A lover yonder can text you, one arm on the phone and another caressing somebody whom you think it should be you. Worse still, somebody can take a few minutes and feign a call of nature only to make a call. You there happily waiting for somebody you are unaware you share them. It’s a thought that should be reserved for another day. A lover’s thoughts may wander to those days they had together; the giggles, the laugh, the touches and the love they made. Little is of use of the word resistance and he or she finds himself overpowered by the memory. Their voice would quench their desire and the phone comes in handy. At the other end, they may be busy or in a situation that doesn’t permit receiving the call. Woe unto you if you find yourself in that situation. Explanations as to why you wouldn’t answer the phone call are demanded, often by sobs, and sometimes curses and you find yourself pinned against the wall. You try to explain until you give up. It’s one of the hardest things to try to defend a yourself against a will forcing a lie to be the truth. It’s hard to tell. A man’s dread is a lover’s wrath, ignited by an unanswered call. He dreads it more than his boss. The beginning of an explanation ends before he thinks. It always boils down to one thing you are cheating on me. Truths are dismissed as excuses

pimples

I bet no one wants to be greeted by ghastly looking faces every time they look at their faces in the mirror. No one wants to feel a rough face every other day. Girls are more conscious of how they will be seen than boys and teenagers more than grownups, perhaps due the fact that they have learnt to accept it as it is.

Pimples or acne are small skin lesions or inflammations on the skin. They appear on various spots of the body especially in teens or adolescents. That is one of the signs of growing up, caused mainly by the hormonal changes in the body.

However, pimples can be caused by other factors apart from the hormones. The use of cosmetics may catalyze the inflammation of the skin due to the clogging of the skin pores. In the pursuit of beauty you may stumble upon pimples that were not there in the first place. Pimples can also be caused by poor hygienic conditions

To some people pimples can dent their image a great deal. They may even start hating themselves especially if they are a subject of constant ridicule. Their self esteem and the feeling of self worth dwindle and disappear. Those people may tend to keep to themselves because they don’t want to be seen.

In the process of growing up, pimples will disappear and the smoothness of the skin returns. But some may persist even beyond the age and some may develop at any age. In this regard one has to seek remedies to curb them.

There are various ways to treat the pimples. They can be home treatment methods, which usually entails the use of aloe vera plant. A person just cuts the plant ant apply the mucous-like substance on the acne or pimple. The plant is available readily or one can plant it where he can use it whenever needs arise.

A person who has chronic acne can go to the doctor who then recommends the type of drug to use and the prescription is given

Other methods of treatment may include over the counter medication, where someone can purchase the drugs and later apply as per the conditions of use. These include salicylic acid, benzyl peroxide and sulfur, which are made in the form of lotions, soaps, gels and creams. One can therefore easily use them when showering.

There are also oral antibiotics which curb the growth of bacteria. Though pimples are not caused by bacteria, it can accelerate its growth due the vulnerability of the skin to infection once the pimple grows. They can be used daily for four to six months then gradually after it has healed.

Above all, hygiene is the most important in the prevention of pimples. A clean skin does not provide conditions for the growth of pimples. Ensure a clean skin at all times in order to have a pimple free skin.

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GENUINE AFFECTION

story of love

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

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