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A worn out face and soul I hide behind other parts I play.
He's asleep, slowly waking up, he can only be energized by his daughter's presence today.
Yet she maybe is unaware of his father's existence
it wouldn't be strange, we're nearing a full year
I pray day to day she's not unaware, truth be told it's my biggest fear
it's hard to hold on to hope
when all you've got is memories
and an old picture on your desk
All these questions and doubts I got
a beating rhythm in my head
every tear I shed embodies my love for you
every tear I shed is because I'm missing you
I pray you don't ever forget that I'm your dad.

I remember being scared to death the first night home.
As I focused on your breathing and I pictured you behind closed eyes
I slept shallow and checked multiple times to see if you were still alive
My biggest fear then was losing you... and two years later I did
and now I've missed a year experiencing you turning into a kid.

I bet you're cheeky, witty and stubborn. Curious, full of love, sensitive and have a deep intelligence. So now I'm fighting to get you back, giving it my all. To continue setting an example, to show you that you've gotta fight for those dear to you, to show you the power a person can have. And if by some stupid lies I lose this fight, I promise you Sara look for me when you're old enough and you'll realize dad always got your back. I won't give up on you.. EVER
You'll hear an other side of a story but I won't impose my opinion on you. I will give my side of the truth and let you decide from there.

Know that I would rather endure an entire life of this heavy burden and pain and take it to my grave then let you say you had a father who gave up halfway.

In three days you'll turn three. I'm sorry I can't be there Sara but I promise I'm doing everything in my power to see you as soon as possible. In advance I wish you a happy birthday, your birthday present is going to be a bit late though. Bear with me, it's on it's way.

I love you.

Writen with tears of sincerity, a strong soul and a loving heart,

Your father Stevie Ray de Vries Andries.

ps. You're always way to young to have any boyfriends, ever. ;) Dad will put them to the test. If they're unworthy Spartan-Kick them out of the house and if they are you'll sleep in seperate beds. And if he does treat you with the honor and respect you deserve.. I'll think about letting you sit next to eachother on the couch. Haha...
 May 2015 Poetry by MAN
Trife
Her personality reminds me that of a hardcover book,
tough and undescriptive on the cover,
but soft and vast of layers to discover inside.
Tonight you are all mine
just lay there relax and unwind,
Have a glass of your favorite wine let your mind flow free.

Tonight be my lover,
The lover not like any other,
Just for this night be my  lover.

Soft lips kissing your hips,
You feel my finger tips caress your chest,
Your heart beating crazy as you feel my body heat against you
I know you're ready for me as I  undo my belt.
You felt my excitement pressing against you


Just before I start I'm gonna pet your kitty cat,
Stroking her and play with her,
Tasting your cherry,
Eating that berry and telling you how much I like it.

Touching you everywhere,
Kissing  all over you body,
Giving you what you been craving and I think I  know what it is.
The blissing feeling of being inside you
moving you in every position,
Giving into your body.
While gripping onto you  tightly.


You tell me give you  all that I  got,
You want  every last drop inside you.
Go round one, two, three, four begging for more.


Don't stop you say just keep it right there.
Pulling your hair as I smack you hips  like that.
You say attack it, abuse it, you know I love it.
Give it up to me.
Push it all in, I can take it.


I'm burning,
Your burning,
Oh we're  burning and yearning together
We keep on going, satisfy each other
Keeping up the pace till I'm  about ready to come to my end.
I send chills throughout your body while heating it up.
This is what we both been waiting for
 May 2015 Poetry by MAN
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 May 2015 Poetry by MAN
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I watched the sun set
behind your eyes
and realized that
I wanted to end every day
like our yesterday.
Falling  

**
Leigh
I remember your lips and your sonnet
and a perfect sunrise alive early hour
I remember our nights
and the long hours kept
glances here and over the shoulder
I remember you reaching over
gently grasping my hand
The hold of strong iron
with the sweat of my land

It was like a fast train
a transparent boxer with a heavy hit
I try to keep my footing through its mighty solid fit
I love you
and I have loved you
for so long dear
Come to my side and be my witness

Days speed
and all of my pain, another tattoo
a reminder of when I was with you
I blanket myself with dreams
it was rich for awhile
Days slept too long
and the threads became undone
A nightmare followed
close by as a spy
I've walked around this place a thousand times
prison steps from yesterday
the wood has softened

I bow my head
to see your face
another tear
my eyes trace
outline to shadow
I close my eyes
and hope for sound
to pull from you
to heal from you

We never part with words
just hunger

Today, I will tell you that I'm lucky
I've got an angel on my right
and you on my left
I see your eyes, like diamonds,
follow through the white-hot steam on tenuous glass
I place my finger on the same line you started
repeat the movement
and trace back my name

Your breath is heavy
your pulse of heart rhythmic with mine
In unison we are alive


"In Sympathy In Existence"

(c)April 18, 2008, Bellabloom,
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All rights reserved
Not all good people are good.
Not all bad people are bad.
It was just a mere label, it isn't
who they truly are or let's say "were".
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