My Turn, We Share Everything by ShyHeart

We share everything, its my turn, to wash the clothes
She's at work, and its, my day off, we share everything
Reach down, soft as air, feel, her panties, in my hand
She's at work, its my day off, we share, everything

Door bell rings, then the phone, I can't do everything
We share everything, now, I know, what she means
There are other things, we must tend to, the world,
Is not just me and you, still have her panties, in my hand

Yes, there is a lot to do, but, not so much, I don't think of you
The yard needs to be mowed, have, to get a birthday card
I can't do everything, now, I know, what she means, I love you
We share everything, Yes, I know, what, love means

Finally, she gets home, I've even placed, some flowers on the table
She says, I love you, today was hell, what do I smell
Hey, darling, I love you to, dinner, is on the table
She looks at me, with my apron on, she doesn't laugh, begings to cry

Then she says, my day was hell, but my life with you, is heaven
She takes her shower, I can see and feel, the water fall, over all
That I need, I can do anything..., we share, everything
She comes out, hey, sweetheart, did you wash the clothes?

I smile, as she sits down, then she, sees the rose, on the table
Then looks up at me, says, sweetheart, what has come over you
I reply, nothing much, mowed the yard, and even got the birthday card
Yes, I washed the clothes, and once again, fell in love with you

She looked at me, then at the rose, didn't say a thing
She knows, we share everything

Buttney (65.4.25.164) -- Monday, May 31 2004, 03:53 am

We stand on common ground, but in different shoes
This was absolutely beautiful. It seems as is you and I share the same type of days!!

Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Monday, May 31 2004, 06:20 pm

Sharing and Caring
Hello Martin! Those are the two things that will bring you to new levels... This emotional poem, on fixing the food, doing chores, and etc.---- just letting her know, that she can come home to a loving man.... Absolutely remarkable! This is a triumphant poem...

Smiles,
Meridian

Martin Vann (4.244.93.239) -- Monday, May 31 2004, 09:29 pm

Thank You, Glad You Understand...,
Buttney,

Good to hear, we stand for love, just wear differnet shoes. Nice to know, you understood, its not the clohes that we ware, but sometimes, just sometimes, they have a meaning, that reminds us, how our hearts, care for us. Just one of the true life, silly things.

Meridian,
Its plain, you also understood, what I was saying, this was the only way, in her private time, she could read these words and like you, she understood. We Share Everything.

Thank You,
Martin V

mommie2bratsus (65.148.210.233) -- Tuesday, June 1 2004, 07:20 pm

M.Vann,
not silly at all, takes an incredible man to take the time to feel and understand in this respect..this was such a beautiful and sensitive touching read..thank you as one whom shares EVERYTHING..

Martin Vann (63.25.149.205) -- Monday, January 24 2005, 04:35 pm

Hearts, That Share Everything, Are Hearts, Of Love
Mommie2bratsus, and Everyone, who reads, this poem.

Love, needs attention, from attention, comes devotion, from devotion, comes more love.

I don't mind, washing the clothes, especially her's, I love, her so. The touch of sweet silk, the sense of her love in my hands, I'm responsible, to be delicate and caring of her. No, I don't mind washing her clothes, she cleans my heart everyday, with more, love for her, can't wait till she gets home, I'm busy, but, lonely, with out her here in my arms. No, I don't mind, washing her clothes, no, not at all!
MV

Deborah (208.131.187.33) -- Thursday, July 28 2005, 10:26 pm

That poem
That poem makes me feel, almost made me cry I really enjoyed it . When I read a poem like that the outside world dissapears and it seems I am looking in. Such feeling Powerfull stuff. Keep it up, your love and your poems.

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