All Good Things...

I see you standing there,

the stunning girl with the wonderful face,
(smile full of soul and warmest grace)

the shapely body,

the longest sleekest legs,

and the breasts 
which take the sun’s breath away,

and I wonder what you think of me

as you return my gaze -

am I a horny dog to you?

You seem hardly amazed.

But if you must know

I imagine your father holding you as a new-born
and I see him welling up with tears of joy

at the majesty of this babe

trembling fearfully, fretfully silent

covering you like an angel within his wings

although he is just a man,

and at times feels less than.

And I see you as a child

being walked to school,

holding his hand,

and he’s so in love with you,

and you’re his everything.

And then suddenly you’re almost grown

and all the boys hold you in their mind

although not with the cleanest

of intentions,

and he’s not gonna let you go.

And I can see you in the future.

You are still beautiful.

Time has been good to you,

although all things must go south.

But time is your friend:

don’t fight it -

hold its hand.

Just like I can imagine holding yours

until your dying day.

And yes, I can also imagine

setting your inner animal loose

between the sheets

as you snap at me like a wolf,

at my fleece.

But I’m only a man.

I’m nothing more.

I just want peace.

I’m not your father.

No one could ever love you

quite like him.

But I could love you

like no other.

I’ll forgive your every sin.

And just so you know,
I wouldn’t put all the pain
of my past on you,
I made that mistake before.
That stuff’s my stash, it’s good shit;
it gets me pretty high.
The last one I took down with me,
I charged like a fucking boar, a beast;
but for the next girl
I’ll touch the sky.

Did I already mention my fleece?

But if you’re taken,

don’t be mistaken:

my little heart ain’t breakin’.

I’m not quaking:

I’m glad someone loves you

and you in turn love them.

I just hope they’re giving you

all their best - giving you the things

they love the most

about themselves,

their deepest shades of green and gold,

and all the treasures with which

they’re blessed.

And if they’re not,

you should put them

to the test.

Know I’m always here -

just wanting to show another

their loveliest reflection.

But for now?

For now I need some rest