chirp chirp lovey dovey, quack quack, wheres my rubber duck?

A lover. Don't we all crave one? A partner who is so intimately close, a half of a whole, a dot to my 'i' and the cereal in my bowl.

To some, they only look at the positive aspects of love. Pleasure, a companion, to feel. We may not always be in a relationship for the right reasons or maybe even intentions. Why is it, that things can be going so smoothly then one slip and *SPLASH* we fall under water, lose sight of priorities, vision is distorted, eyes burn as an unfamiliar setting engulfs us. Emerging from the water there are two options stay in the water because its fun, or get out in fear of slipping into the darkness again to avoid pain. I know I have bailed out of the water.. "nuh uh! i aint gonna take nonna dat! i'm bouncin later girl." Sometimes that may be the right choice however. For all you know a shark could be looming ready to pounce and take your rubber ducky under.

Then there are those of us who are afraid to fly. To jump, to take that leap of faith and trust your wings will catch the wind to soar to new heights. Fear of pain. Embarassment. Acceptance and rejection. All are sure to   be present in love. We want to fly, but cant take that first bound. The first free fall. butterflies in your stomach, loss of breath, pounding heart, loss of words.... practice makes perfect? Practice improves? Get over yourselves, jump and glide! You're sure to fail, but would you fall on your face over and over again to be able to fly? You can bet my virginity I would.

avoid those sharks cause they will take your ducklings and trust your wings. strengthen them or you will be a walking bird. Eagle or penguin. Top of the food chain or average life. I like power.

Keep it Real