Ten Years my Senior and A man indeed.
Please darling nevermore unfrown today,
the lust of her touch always makes me bleed.
Certes my love we shall travel to Frey!
Envision skies of Lily’s You and I,
Forbid baby blues allowance to stay.
I won’t understand why she had to Fly.
But our Dearest, I still delay and pray!
Continuing as His Analysis,
Defining into His terms, He persuades
To ease the babe I drank since the chalice
Not to reap the benefits of His aid.
I may endure once more, perhaps next time,
A baby shall enter with a fixed Thyme.
Now she is to cry but then she was to laughter
No fear even when all was quite a disaster
Life Swarmed with Tactics and Sin
All of the Guilt, but she went along with a Grin
As Time Goes on, the Unease creeps round
She could Never stand too Close to the Ground
She would even ask to forget
Oh PLEAse, PLease, please with All Regret
Now she will call out for a Double
The Jobs, the Bills, the Majors in daily struggle
Pounds were gained, books went unread
Hair not fastened and never made the Bed
She always comes up ill but never Dead
But she would not be happy with this instead
Because, in several years, no Blood would be Shed
And untroubled memories would prevail instead
To Enjoy the simple coffee and covers in Bed
And the everlasting kiss from my love on my forehead
My Foundation was Rotten Abuse
Each Day in Every Year
I Y earned for the Impulse of Safety
To Stop the Punctures, the Yells, the Multicolored Drugs
It Never came to Cease
Till the Day the Red Rose Baby was in My Arms
I looked at Her with Grace and Honesty
To Preserve Her would be my World
For She Had saved Mine
To Watch Her Mouth Coo and Her First Steps Waddle
She Rouses My Own to Do the Same
To Pick Up and Depart
To Assemble More than I had Ever Intended
For Her, I Shall Move those Mountains
For Her, I would be the Stone to Step Upon
To Get Away as I had not Dared
For the Sparkle in Her eyes had then Made Mine
So for now, we Make Our First Steps
