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Those Tender Lips

Those sweet tender lips were hard to resist,
So I snuck in for just one kiss,
A little peck on the cheek,
Then on the lips before she could speak,
Then I was totally surprised,
And when she pulled me close I realized,
The night was not through,
There was no doubt that she wanted me too,
He body went a little slack,
Her nails dug into my back,
She kissed my neck and my face,
My whole body her hands would trace,
She started stepping nice and slow,
Pushing me where she wanted to go,
We slipped and fell to the floor,
She showed me Love like no other before,
Then when I thought we would part,
She climbed aboard for a new start,
I woke with her head upon my chest,
Still I just laid there to rest,
My whole body she seemed to sooth,
I tried but could not move,
All this from the lips I couldn't resist,
I just had to have one Kiss!

An Uncle Charlie original

© 2008 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2010



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The Wrong Number

She called my number by mistake,
Still her voice I just couldn't shake,
Every word I could still hear,
Just as if she was whispering in my ear,
Not knowing the number to that phone line,
I simply dialed *69,
Not a second seemed to have past,
Before I heard her voice at last,
I couldn't explain the way I'd act,
But had to know her that was a fact,
She giggled some what amused,
And I thought my eggo would soon be bruised,
Then she said that if it must be,
Later today she'd meet me,
Asking her just where to go,
And just how it was her would I know,
She said I'd know her by the voice,
And where to go was my own choice,
The meeting came way to soon,
Meeting for lunch just after noon,
At one woman I stared and was caught,
Thank God it was her looking just as I'd thought,
She kissed me with just a little tug,
Then wrapped her arms around me for a big hug,
I just about fell off of my feet,
That's when she guided me inside for something to eat,
I was nervous not knowing what was in-store,
It's not like I had done this before,
The afternoon we just laughed and joked
Plus now and then went outside and smoked,
She was like a breath of fresh air,
How lucky I felt that she was there,
Now we had come to the parting time,
She said here's my number but use your own dime,
The excitement of her voice will always last,
Even though now we're friends with a past!

An Uncle Charlie Original



© 2008 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2010

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A Puff From the Past

Exhaling a sweet smooth smoke from the past
 Something I had forgotten even still last
 Wondering which direction this life is taking me
 And what next surprise will it be that I see
 Will I just sit and do nothing at all
Or head for the things that as I pass call
 Remember there's nothing I really can't do
Reading a book can always help too
Or maybe take the pole on out into the lake
To get knee deep 1/2 way across it would take
Need to fill up this idle time
 And there's plenty of project that are all mine
 But now not being rushed or not expected to work
 We've sat on our ass and been kind of a jerk
 So tomorrow she needs to tag along
 Maybe we'll surprise her with lunch and Sorry I was wrong
My friend I can see the picture just as I write
 She'll  say for today or every single night
Then smile and blow me a little kiss
 With out her life wouldn't be near as smooth as this!

An Uncle Charlie Original



© 2010 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2010

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I Wonder Why

Every day my thoughts are spinning

Have I really lost or could I be winning

Not a lot has come to a change

Except life's adventure she can't arrange

So she throws out stories she believes are true

I go along telling her how great it was and something again we must do

In front of her I won't shed a tear

I'll only make sure she knows that I am here

She eats very little but full her plate we kept

There when she wakes and while she's slept

Some day she has no idea who I may be

I take care of her is all she can see

People ask how I can drop my every day routine

To those people all I say is " That is what Love really means"

Put on your big boy pants and for awhile forget about fun

Believe each moment you have could be the last one

Her pain I just can not sooth and she hurts every time I help her more.

She has been huge part of this life I am in

She was there before it even would first begin

Easier this wouldn't ever get

She slowly dieing and all I can do is sit

Tear in my eyes and falling apart

No matter what she's got a big place in my heart

I wonder if I will make this through

While second guessing all that I do

When she passes who should I blame

Do I express myself or call it God's claim

Some say I am doing nothing more then baby sitting

But the work this all takes they just aren't getting

For 3 days I've helped her as I cried

I ask God, To Take her , how could you decide

Believe this has Humbled me more then just a little bit

This is the part of life I wasn't prepared to hit

Mean , tough and heartless many times I have been Described

That whole side of me is now filled with helping and pride

As I sit back help, shed tears as to handle this all I try

But God why pick me to show " How I Lie"

On her last day who can really blame

Or do I thank God,"For taking her and ending her pain ?"

I do feel that I've done my part

That doesn't make it easier for my broken heart

There is something I really don't get

Good people die while on this earth the rotten one's still sit!

I know God does things in his very own way

but I am beginning to wonder," Does he hear me when I pray!


An Uncle Charlie Original






An Uncle Charlie Original

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2010

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Biker Trash

I ride the bike even when it's a little cold

I am now biker trash so I am told

What has changed I just can't see

Has parking my truck really made a change in me

Or is the fact that I like to ride

And that my friend I'll never hide

From the ones that can't understand

How that throttle feels in my hand

Yet it's still the same man as before

That now you have some need to ignore

Last week when you were broke

I didn't laugh or at you poke

Instead I held out my hand

Helping you as much as I can

When you once had no food to eat

Who put that sack of groceries at your feet

The that time your kids got really sick

My phone seemed to ring awfully quick

At those times you were not afraid

And a friend I thought I had made

But now my face you can only slap

Because I have a leather jacket and some chaps

Go ahead and judge me if you must

And I really don't need your trust

I have shown what I can and will do

In your time of need I was there for you

Now that you've seen me ride

Have I some how hurt your pride?

Now your friendship may be missed

But don't dial my number I must insist

Because in my truck or on my bike

I am still the man that for 5 years you did like

Maybe the stories are really true

Everyone is trash unless they live like you!


An Uncle Charlie Original

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2011



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A Dream of Yesterday

Dreaming a dream from yesterday,
Seems so close yet so far away,
The people I once touched,
That I thought Loved me so much,
Now just a faded dream,
Real it does no longer seem,
Still it leaves me sad,
Remembering what for a short time we had,
Thinking that it could never end,
But now it all seems like something that was only pretend,
Even after all that we did,
It was no different then a game as a kid,
Not another word will ever be spoken,
About a bleeding heart that's now broken,
One that may never again feel,
Not knowing for sure what's real,
After feeling the shame,
Of falling for yet another game,
Not another chance can I take,
Never knowing if it's love or all fake,
The truth we still try to find,
But by love we are yet again blind,
Once again where do we fit,
True Love can we ever get?

An Uncle Charlie Origina

© 2008 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2010

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What To Do Now

I kissed her head and said goodbye

Yet for hours I sit and cry

I lived life my own way

But she still loved me every day

I am a better person then before

But strength I just don't have any more

Many years may have went past

But she got me living life right at last

Something many tried to do

She was the one to finally make it all come true

Now I feel completely lost alone

She was the only one that could help me grow

No matter what Love she'd always show

Even with all the sh**ty things I may have done

She made sure I knew that I always had someone

With all the things she helped me survive

How could I have prayed for god not to keep her alive

Now in tears and falling apart

With her went 1/2 my heart

The rest is made of big rock

So all the bad things it can block

Now it's how to stay on track

When she's no longer got my back

Nor is there anyone to give me hell

When they see I am not doing so well

Lucy please listen to these last words

The ones that enough are never heard

You alone pulled me through

So that the right things I would finally do

Now I will live in just a little fear

Who can I turn to when your not here

Please tell Beth and Papa Hi

Because to none of you can I say " Good Bye "




An Uncle Charlie Original











© 2011 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2011

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Early Mourning

Now the memories flood into our brain

Of happier days when there seemed to be no pain

Those days from so deep in the past

The times we all wish would forever last

Now sometimes are feet don't really touch the ground

In a time warp is where we feel we can be found

So caught up in the deepest of thoughts

Knowing there's only one answer no maybe or not's

So many things we need to get done

Haven't yet started on a single one

Our brain is thinking but the body won't move

No we haven't done any drugs or drank any booze

Finally realizing the end is closer then we thought

I could be in early mourning is where we have got

Not real sure of what it's called that we do

But it shows how much we really Love you



An Uncle Charlie Original





© 2011 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2011

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Missed You the Most

Sitting here stuck in front of this TV screen

People popping up that for 20 years I haven't seen

Some can put a very big smile on this old face

Other I shed a tear wishing they were still in my space

To just some I send a note or two

Just to see what they may want to do

The few responses bring me back to life

To when we lived on the edge of a very thin knife

It was all about friends and having fun

I think we were still friends after it was all done

Some of those times we lived only by moving fast

Yet sat down and laughed after it all went past

Threw out the years I've only missed a few

But darling please believe at the top was only you

Thank God that we now have the world wide web

I now remember when on my shoulder you laid your head

Also the sweet smell of your every different perfume

And the smile I had every time you entered the room

Now I just sit back , smiling, wonder and dwell

Had I hung around could we have done very well

Those are the questions that are close  to the heart

But in our life's the answer will never be a part

So as the questions and emotions start running threw

One of the people I've missed most was surely you!




An Uncle Charlie Original

© 2011 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2011

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What Would Life Really Mean

This is my living will

No matter what this is what's real

If I can't live with out a machine

Then what could my life really mean

If with out them I will quickly die

Please unplug them and say Good Bye

Because logically my life is done

Living with tubes and all the noise won't be fun

And no matter how hard it may be

Please unplug them for me

Life has been good even at it's worst

I have been Blessed as much as cursed

Made friends in many places

Don't remember all the names but can see all the faces

I have seen Joy Love Laughter and Hate

And what I want isn't up for debate

Please remember after I am gone

May be not one thing from my life will carry on

But the ones I Loved know it all to well

I am begging for heaven but may end up in hell

Either way so many people and places I did touch

About some kind of return I didn't care much

I just want you to promise me

You'll unplug the machine and set me free

This my best friend is not pretend

Please hold my hand and kiss me in the end

Without you I couldn't have gotten this far

You know just exactly who you are

Please don't you shed not even one little tear

Unplug me and remember I'll always be near

Even though my body you won't see

In your time of need you can count on me

I will watch over you every day

Trying to be sure happy and safe you will stay

Now you know my final wish

Let it end with an I LOVE YOU , a Hug And Kiss!

So please don't let me down

In all these years your the best friend I could have ever found!




An Uncle Charlie Original






© 2011 unclecharlie

Copyright © Bill Ryan | Year Posted 2011

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