SO MUCH TO GIVE... (Inspired by 'I've Got So Much To Give' by BARRY WHITE)

SO MUCH TO GIVE... (Inspired by Barry White’s "I’ve Got So Much to Give...) by William Fredrick Cooper - Written December 12, 2000

Gosh, Barry White’s on, doin’ it to me with again...

I got so much to give is on this night. Yet my home is barren, in need of the right companion. And my heart remains lonely.

My soul aches sometimes, hoping my queen surfaces for even a night, so that she can feel the strength of me holding on tight. Yes, I got so much to give on this night. But my home is barren, in need of the right companion.

I long for you, my dear, to appear from the ashes and save my tomorrow from eternal desolation, unwanted seclusion, continuous isolation. I yearn for someone to share dreams our ancestors dreamed, visions of strong, solid black love. The only love. I need the infectious spirit of you, so I can grow to the very king you desire and seek. It’s gonna take a lifetime, gonna take years. Yes, Barry, I got so much to give. But my home is barren, in need of the right companion.

Let Love Flow. Don’t Be Afraid, Barry says. I won't be, my love, for you provide power I never knew existed. Passion as well, as just a slight graze of your softness arouses me. God, don’t kiss me bye for work. The taste of your soft petals lingers through the long day, the perfect incentive to hurry home to the moist, tasty warmness you provide at night. Both tongues miss you, baby; the hypnotic object between passionate lips, as well as the aroused, swollen one below. Yes, the pleasures of amour transcend the cerebral and emotional, for harmony there brings us to the ultimate, the physical.

Yes Barry, I got so, so much to give. But my home is barren, in need of a suitable companion.

The Maestro says once you find the real thing, somehow you’ll know. I believe this with all my heart, as something awaits me that’ll be timeless, priceless, worth more than all ransoms. It’ll make me holler, shout, sing; declare boldly the joy running through once dormant veins. But for now, loneliness and fear have my heart captive, fighting through many years of pain.

Tomorrow, my Nubian soul mate may surface and we’ll share dreams of queens and kings. She’ll have everything right here, adoration and affection in store, eternal devotion for sure.

Yes Barry, I got so much to give. But for now, my home remains barren, hoping, praying for the right companion.