....when i think of daddie...

....i think of a strong man...

a mature man...confident, intelligent, stylish,

...wicked and kind.....

...this isn't about incest...

it's about having a man that can hold me, take me...

...makes me feel so special that i scream daddie from the depths of my soul...

...that his strength and love..

....makes me want to do everything he wants me to...

not from force....

but from a desire so deep inside of me

....that he stirs with his words and passion....

...and he knows from the look in my eyes...

that there isn't anything

....his babygirl faith won't do...

for daddie....

We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection.