Stand By Your Man For Contest

I call you Mr Primitive
Because no one will know who you are
Another little secret we now share
We go way back in time
Spanning three decades I believe
Are we really that old?
Such time has passed
We are still friends
Always there for each other
Although these days not always in person
Many months can pass no word spoken
Maybe a message here and there
We have our memories
And joint knowledge each other are there

When we met
I was a bag of nerves
No confidence
A single parent with three young boys
Abused and violated throughout my life
Barely out of my teens
I was fragile
Had trust issues
I was scared of my own shadow
Living on a huge estate
Known for its violence
I feared for my boys’ future
A decision one day changed my life
I met you
In a small community centre 
Within the heart of my concrete prison
A man with sexy blue eyes

The biggest flirt in the entire universe
Your reputation preceded you 
It was easy to see why
I took no notice of warnings
Gossip was rife
Expected in a small commune of course
I volunteered in the coffee bar
You took me under your wing
Showed me what I could achieve
You involved me with the community
Seeing skills in me I’d left in the past
Taught me to believe in myself
To be independent and strong
My mentor
My friend 
Always there with encouraging words
Sometimes more


Stolen kisses during working hours
Passion galore once alone
Unnecessary meetings attended
Minutes delivered personally
Our private meetings sensual
Frantic desire
A hunger
A thirst 
We formed a bond never broken
A mutual almost innocent love
Teaching and guiding me
Through life and hard times
Always first at my side
When it mattered the most
With a dazzling smile
Or stupid comment
Your presence fixing many a problem
Some more than you know

I know you hate slushy stuff
You try to be such a bloke
Not needing anyone or anything
Golf and beer enough to satisfy you now 
Oh I forgot the food
Your three loves in life
No room for anything else
You would never admit it but you’re scared
Of getting hurt like the rest of us
Determined never to let anyone too close again
I gave up trying to understand you
I accept and love you for what you are
So complex
Contradictory
We are so different
In every single way
Yet friends we still are

Our relationship has gone full circle
Friends
Lovers
Friends once more
We live an ocean apart
I am living my life as I please
A selfishness taught by you
“We only have one so live it” You said
So I did and never looked back
My boys now men
Fathers with daughters of their own
I was free to fly
And I did
I am living the life I wanted
My wings spread wide with happiness everyday
You are my inspiration
One I admire and adore
So I thank you my dear friend
I am here because I met you
And made me the woman I am
Living and loving life
As only I can
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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September 28, 2015 at 10:29 PM
Hi Sarah, congrats on your wonderful win. Love SKAT
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September 26, 2015 at 10:04 AM
Sarah, I enjoyed reading this story of love and friendship. Congratulations on your win:-)Alexis
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September 26, 2015 at 3:01 AM
Congrats on ur wonderful winning write Sarah!
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September 25, 2015 at 10:22 AM
Enjoyed reading this piece. Congratulations on your Win! Hugs Eve
Nance Avatar
September 25, 2015 at 7:20 AM
Wow, what a story, Sarah, this was great to read, very many grats for being on the winners list
Allison Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 2:43 PM
wow what a wonderful tribute to this man I can tell from your poem how incredibly special he is to you - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx
Bryant Avatar
September 25, 2015 at 3:29 AM
Hi Jan, yes, he is a pain in the backside alot of the time but he is special. I had recently left a refuge for domestic violence when I met him, I was a nervous wreck, with 3 young boys under 5. He helped me in so many ways, was the first to contact me when I had a serious breakdown, and is my biggest fan today after nearly 30 years, that is special! xx
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