Poetry...

Here's a new poem for the masses! Hope you guys enjoy it :)

H.E. by Joni Michelle

It was a smoggy Sunday eve here in New Orleans..

And I was scrambling to get out of the rain

I decided to stop at this coffee shop

To contemplate about things..

And there HE was..

6'5..brown eyes..smile complimented the sunrise

And I knew, had we locked eyes..

I'd see a new horizon with this human being..I just know it

But the inner me...wouldn't let me show it..

Simply because....

HE wouldn't notice ME..cause I'm not the average chick

Fast cars and bling cant trap me...plus I'm not your definition of THICK

But damn I just wanna get close..and try to learn the most

about this ANGELIC creature I see...

Everywhere HE'D go...ID be sure to follow..

but I know HE wouldn't notice...ME

In the following weeks..I couldn't sleep

for thinking about the beauty I'd seen

Flashbacks, it seems...of this Adonis Dream..constantly made me cream.

OK..so yeah...I know I haven't heard him speak...but I know he'd make me weak..

If he just said my name...soft and slow...for me...OOOOHHHH JONI

*Giggles*

Hey...say what you choose, I have a right to swoon...Because In reality....

HE wouldn't notice ME..cause I'm not the average chick

Fast cars and bling cant trap me...plus I'm not your definition of THICK

But damn I just wanna get close..and try to learn the most

about this ANGELIC creature I see...

Everywhere HE'D go...ID be sure to follow..

but I know HE wouldn't notice...ME

So two weeks passed..

and I just gave up on speaking about him anymore

My girls came around..for a night on the town..

and wound up in somewhere we never been before..

Of course it was wall to wall with the Porcelain dolls

and I was starting to feel out of place.

I was ready to go, and as I searched for my girls..

my eyes stumbled upon a familiar face.

Could it be? Are you kidding me?

Yes...it was him..and as he shuffled across the room..

my heart begin to swim.

He grabbed my hands..pulled me to dance

and I was in the land of pure bliss.

From that day on..we've been on one accord

He even gave me my first real KISS.

I fell in love with this man..when he took my hand..

and now I'm a Bride to be.

But the question still remained the same..

All my letters asked...WHY ME?

So now we stand holding hands

on our very special day.

After reciting my wedding vows..here's what he had to say.

Dear Jay

When I saw you in the coffee shop that rainy day,

I knew you were the one who was destined to be.

I thought about you daily, to the point of no sleep.

It was then on , that I made it my mission, to see you again.

So I could love you, inside and out, and get to know the woman within.

You always ask, "Why Me?" and " What was it about me?"

But I say "What and Why not?" you?..We mesh so perfectly.

See you're not the average girl, and I'm a admirer of everything unique.

And you're not a size 2...but that's beautiful to me.

So what you're not a supermodel..you mean so much more..

You see...you're the PROTOTYPE of what EVERY woman should be.

I love you for you, each and every curve, and everything about you I treasure.

You may not be royalty to others, but today and forever more, You'll be my QUEEN forever!

Hope you all enjoyed it =]

OMGee...The PAINNNNN!

So...My day started off good..at least...right?

Well...that quickly changed..Hard labor changes ALOTTA shit..lol.

Not to mention shitty attitudes...B-FUCKING-LAH!

She woke me up with a Sausage, Egg and Cheese McGriddle meal..complete with a medium coke.

Yessir..Heaven came EARLY....

Wow...I think I'm a Narc!

So...the last thing I remember is that I went to sleep at 6:30'sh this morning. Why on EARTH did I wake up at 10:30, I have no earthly idea...LMAO! I told my homie I just may be the worlds FIRST fat crackhead ROTF!

Anyways, the 4th is coming up and I'm UBER excited. We talkin bbq's, ample liquor, sexy mens with no shirts and fireworks in their hands (Been waking up in a cold sweat from that shit!), swimming, and lots parties filled with good music! Oh yeah...family and friends too..LMAO!

Solange will be here doing a party/fashion show on Friday night. You know what that means....FREEEEEE STUFFFF...AND I LIKIE FREE! FREE All white party on Saturday...gues list invite of course :). My Black Is Beautiful Tour will be in the convention center from the 3rd-5th. My sis and I have free entry to our favorite club, cause I'm cool with the bouncers/dj's. Even gave us free 3 shot drink passes.

Yessir. Its gonna be on and poppin this weekend! So, what are you guys gonna be doing for the 4th? Gimmie some feedback :)

My Family Reunion...

Ok...so the family reunion was last weekend and I must say, it was quite funny.

Meeting 5 little cousins I never knew existed= Free, but came with a 5.00 price mark, as they begged me for chips, pickles, and little sippers juices.

50/60/70 year olds dancing to Stanky Leg= Free, but this too, came with a price mark, as I pondered what would happen if one of their hips slipped, if one fell into split, or if "The Change" started when THEY started doing the Booty Dew. When I giggled at the thought, I think I lost about 10 years off my life, and damn near choked and died on the spot, from the pull apart'able piece of rib I had in my mouth.

Snowballs = Free...but you guessed it...WELL PRICED! The fucking line was about 50 family members STRONG, and these bastids were gettin about 4 snowballs per person. By the time my fat ass stayed in the line, let about 7 kids get ahead of me, plus 4 old people, the damn people had ran out of snowball cups. I had been in that line for about 30 mins. I was MAD AS ALL BLUE FUCKIN HELL..up until Jamayra and Maya (My new little cousin and Cousin Brandon's girlfriend's daughter..WHOO LAWD THAT WAS ALOT!) came up to me and gave me a hug, and shared theirs with me.

After the day altering mix of cold Ciroc shots & Heinekens galore, Bacardi Silvers, and Smirnoff Ices, mixed with good food and the comedic stylings of Uncle Willie and Uncle Man (Leonard), I was dead to the world in no time flat, and wasn't really worried about the heat anymore.

My family, no matter how ghetto/loud/obnoxious/smart-mouthed/dumb (in more ways than one) they can be...

They're still MY ghetto/loud/obnoxious/smart-mouthed/dumb (in more ways than one) family, and nothing will ever change that. But next year...yeah...lmao...WERE GETTIN A DAMN DJ!