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Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

JEM jAZzY WATERS

It's not the reason I love you , It's not the reason I care...It's not the reason my love is true,It's not the reason I dare. Dare to care, ignore to beware, give the power to ensnare...me. Capital M.E...  Massive ecstasy!  I can give you things only angels have witnessed. Cherry popping, lush and exciting, palpitatingly breathtaking , devouring smooth and steady rock, and ready sugar spilling vibrance. A first class flight to heaven with a side trip to paradise. But none of this is yours... Not yet no. See its the prince in charming I wanna see before I give in. Let's just say I'm a careless mans careful daughter.

But whenever you're with me, Whenever you flash your cologate  smile, Whenever I can't break free, Whenever I feel I'd walk another mile. A mile to rile me up, single file, while you pull me deeper in style...by my heart. Capital H.E.A.R.T... His expressive available ruby treasure! The  key to eternal happiness. A soaring inclusion of perpetual intercession with ultimate submission needing heavenly intervention, you  couldn't begin to envision. Love so consuming it could light the world on fire with a touch of two palms. But like I said, it's not yours...not yet at all. It's the knight in shining armor I wanna see before I give in.  Let's just say I'm a careless mans careful daughter.

Yet though my hearts waves read my caution, tearing at my past, my bells ring when I think of letting you in, my list of reasons so vast.  To show me all you have to do is ask me bmw. Capital B.M.W. Be my wife! I want you, not in bits and pieces but the whole thing. Baby I want a ring and I don't mean a phone! Let's just say, I'm a careless mans careful daughter.

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

PAPA'S BEST

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

JEM jAZzY WATERS

PAPA'S BEST

Walk, talk, smile, laugh,engage in all the joys of life

A walk well planned, talk void of emotion, smile well practiced, a laugh utterly strained out

Meet me. The me you see every day. You meet and greet, empower, mistreat

Forced to hide and retreat, loud yet discreet,  meet me. A well formed smoke screen to shield me from the pain. Not that I'm hurting...i just never want to go back again.

Work, play, learn, grow into a mighty woman of valor.

Work hard, play not to die inside, learn the worlds ways and grow into bitterness

Meet her. You're in school with her. In church, at work, the ultimate Joan of ark,

cries in the dark coz fate made its mark,  listen...hark. Meet her. To her, waste called by any other name is still waste. A mistake called human is still a mistake. Not that shes hurting...she just never wants to go back again.

Big, strong, tough, focused on the legacy he must leave.

Big boy, strong by default, tough on the exterior yet focused with no vision.

Meet him. A little boy ignored for too long, wannabe king kong, isolation is his song, A magnet for the wrong, personality faker than Hong Kong, meet him. Like a forgotten comic book hero that wears a mask anyway. Trying to be the father his wasn't to him. Not that he is hurting...he just never wants to go back again.

Wisky, lager, spirits, beers and a little extra more,

Wisky in the morn, lager for noon, spirits for the early eve and beers for the night.

Papa do you see? Aren't you proud? We didn't become like you, we are better. More lethal than any of the blows mama endured, more than any spirits you drowned in.  we saw it all. Bottles always bottoms up because you broke and, just didn't know how to get back again.

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

a love story

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

jan oskar hansensapopt

a love story

A Middle-Aged Love Story

Both were in their late forties when they met he had a good job
chief of something important in the world of oil exploration and
they fell in love holding hands and kissing so much they needed
treatment for sore lips.
He grew tall, and she swayed like a palm tree in a tropical breeze
this was love they both been married before and felt like the god
of amour's arrow had shot them again painless they thought.
She had grown children he had none when he was 52 the mortality
knocked on the door he wanted a son she could give him none.
There was young woman nearby and when his wife was visiting her
he fell on the threshold of her door into her arms, and she became
pregnant, a love story came to a screeching halt.
The woman he loved left, but he had a son with woman he didn't
care for, he found salvation in work she – the woman he loved-
lived with her mother in Cote de Azure stuck with an arrow stuck in her
a heart that no other man could remove.
Then a knock on her door, he stood there with his child of, she could not
resist and forgave him loved his child too and they both lived long and
when full of years were blessed with a beautiful death.

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

♑︎

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

chris

♑︎

you said you'd be back
but then you left like that

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

this is the story of how i killed my father

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

hkr

this is the story of how i killed my father

i go to the hospital because thats what you're supposed to do. because everyone seems to change their minds about their ******* dads when they seem them lying helplessly in a bed for invalids. but i don't. i look at him and i don't feel a **** thing. until the machines shut off, he's alive. as long as he's alive, he's the man that grabbed my wrist so hard it still doesn't bend right. a terminal diagnosis doesn't change that.

all thats left keeping him alive is that life support and all the people in this room, people he's hurt, who are crying over him like he said a kind word to them in his life. *******.

when the doctor comes in and tells us its time, my sister starts wailing. i think its a stalling tactic. so i pull it out myself.

stop crying, its over.

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

SEAHORSE (Senryu)

Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena

Butch Decatoria

SEAHORSE (Senryu)

Pregnant father sways
rocking chair to oceans' gait
champions patience's race

#sagaosenryu2