Ode to the man in my life
By sharmeka
packing the clothes in garbage bags leaving home for the first time to be with my prince charming who rescued me from the judgments of being 5 months pregnant and only eighteen just finishing high school barely able to fit my prom dress but that didn't matter we have already written our love stone he was there.. always there even now standing there to move me from one dream to another to the house that jack built not much.. but for a new life where we could express ourselves freely walk around naked if we wanted laugh and be gods make our own rules.. know curfews, know deadlines just love-making baby making sex..all night long and know interruptions from siblings and parents just a promise to faithful to honor and respect to worship and love to death do us apart and we did.. and we do. we love and be grateful for being given each otherjust written after chatting in the chatter box. Written November 22nd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2001 12:03 PM PST 0 • 8
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