"alvaro" poems
The time had come, it was Sunday noon
My mind kept on telling me, this was way to soon
But there I was, there was no excuse
I had to accept, I couldn't refuse
When we arrived, they were already there
I was trembling inside, this I can swear
I met your Mum, she was so kind to me
But with the stare of your Dad, I was about to flee
Then I met the sisters, and there are three
Andrea is the oldest, she has a Mother's Degree
Marta came next, as tough as she looks
Then the nurse Flavia, with all her Books
Renato is the Brother, a King of the House
Little Angel Maria the daughter, Claudia the spouse
Alvaro is Andrea's husband and the jack of all trades
Their kids Martinha and Gui, both with A grades
You grab my hand, never left me alone
And then I met Nuno, always on the phone
He is Marta's husband and Barbara's father
Then I heard: "Come and sit." It was your brother
I smile at you, how could this be
They look so perfect, so perfect to me
It felt like home, I was happy and so glad
They were the Family, the Family I never had
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 7:31 AM UTC
No, I must go
One more, you always say
My eyes bore yours and
I don’t speak
Your stories, it’s all so profound
Melancholic
The air is sweetened with tension
I soak it up
I like listening to you
Spilling your secrets across the table
I try to understand but in truth I’m
Nonplussed
How can you live with yourself like this
With her there and you here
I don’t say these truths, I want you to love me
Things are brighter from my pedestal
One more, you always say
Make me company
You tell me I’m beautiful
So I stay a little longer
Sep 1, 2012
Sep 1, 2012 at 7:42 AM UTC
Even if the Earth failed to turn
And the Moon failed to follow
Even if the Sun failed to burn
And there would be no tomorrow
Etched forever
On a tree in my dreams will read
.....Michelle Loves Alvaro
AvA
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 3:21 AM UTC