Drinfear's Ravings

 The one that always fills My thoughts,

The rock on which to build My dreams..

 The one that keeps Me grounded,

Shows Mer it's NEVER as dark as it seems.

 YOU'RE the one I've always looked for,

You're the one so hard to find.

 YOU'RE the one I'll hold forever,

As I lay here beside you.. In My mind..

 My soul screams out in unholy torment,

When I see the road you have walked.

 My heart always beats ever faster,

Each and EVERY time W/we talk.

 YOU are the one I've always looked for,

The only one that has EVER hit the mark,

 YOU are the one I'll hold forever,

As I lay here beside you, in the dark.

 *I* never knew how much I needed,

Never knew I had missed so much.

 Until you opened My eyes in amazement,

The very first time that W/we touched.

 YOU are the one I have always looked for,

The only one always on My mind.

 YOU are that one that I will hold forever,

As I lay here beside you, for ALL Time..

Dom

08/17/17

 Imagine if you will, meeting a girl and discussing the possibility of collaring.. Several sessions together over a few weeks and even sending her a Contract to be agreed upon.. 

 One evening you met her at her abode, have a session, which leaves her barely able to sit, and happy as a pig in mud.. You drive Home contemplating the evening, and when You arrive there, take a shot to relax, then call her on the phone to see how well she enjoyed the session.. Halfway through the call, out of the blue, she hangs the phone up.. When you call back (several times {which *I* Personally} would never do to begin with, and giggles as she ignores the rings..)

 How would YOU react to such a situation?

 I have MY views on this subject, which I will post after having others weigh in on it, but wanted to hear the thoughts of others here before doing so..

Dom

 It seems you have been gone forever,

But the clock say only 3 hours.

 The pain in My heart hurts past what I can stand,

I only know that I need you RIGHT NOW.

Each moment apart, a piece of Me dies,

I do not know what I would do..

 If you ever decided to tell Me goodbye,

And I had to live ever on without you.

 You're the center of this world I have made,

You are the Yin toi My Yang.

 YOU are the habit I never can kick,

You are the heart of My gang.

 My biggest weakness, My one only vice,

The one I can't live without.

 The princess I've always wanted to find,

My ONE without any doubts.

 So come take My hand, I will give you the world,

I can't wait for O/our time to start.

 I may not give you diamonds or pearls,

But forever you will ever hold My heart.

I love you, Natalie Marissa Jordan.

Dom Jordan

10/18/22

This was written as Natalie's 5th Anniversary gift from My heart..

 She stepped up from parts unknown,

And signed Her name right on the line.

 She went ever on, into the quietest night,

For Freedom, both yours and Mine.

 He stepped up because, His soul heard the call,

Of the danger to the Red, White and Blue.

 He gave His all so that Liberty reigns,

A little louder for Me and for You.

 Some came from here, Others from there,

Little towns that you'll rarely will see,

 They all gave their lives for this one simple truth,

Freedom doesn't always come free.

 For every one that gave their all,

May Your spirits now rest in Peace.

 I make You this vow, right here and now,

Your memory now lives on inside of ME..

Dom

05/25/19

I learned today that like ME, and My Family, My cats are JUST as redneck as W/we are.. Unlike the videos online where the cats jump 30 feet in the air at the sight of a cucumber.. MY cats just yawn and move past it.. Tonight, I got a banana out to eat, and all THREE of them scattered.. I dropped the peel on the floor beside the youngest one (Fable) and she jumped at LEAST to My eye level, if not HIGHER.. ALL four feet moving as she was in mid-air trying to get away from this terrible monster I had dropped at her feet.. I'm gonna be laughing about this for days.. What makes it even FUNNIER is NOT knowing WHY it scared her so badly.. It's a BA NA NA.. 

 A girl I had once approached Me,

Interrupting My task in the middle.

 She asked do You really love this one?

I nodded smiling and said, just a little.

She chose then and there to interpret My words,

in the worst and least positive light.

 Refraining from asking Me, what does that mean?

Would have avoided O/out terrible fight.

 Had she asked I would gladly have told her,

A little more than when first W/we awoke,

 And a little less than I'll love you tomorrow,

Would have made her anger vanish like smoke.

  So never go jumping to conclusions, don't be hasty to judge,

You never know the truths another's heart hides.

 Believing in them and the strength of your bond,

Can get us through Life's worst of times..

Dom

6/18/17

 I once read a book some out here may know. Winning Friends And Influencing Enemies by Napoleon Hill.. In it, the author asked the reader to perform an exercise.. This exercise extolled Me to sit down and do some soul searching to figure out who My role model was growing up.. Of course the prominent figures of the time came to mind.. Ronald Reagan.. Donald Trump.. Emmitt Smith.. But the more I considered the question, the farther away those figures got.. I came to the realization that although I admired these men, all for vastly different reasons, NONE of them could compare to the Man I truly admired, and wanted to BE when I grew up.. My Dad, Steve Jordan.. He survived three tours in Viet Nam, He was run over coming Home from work one night in October 1974.. He was doing 60 on His motorcycle when it happened.. He was pronounced dead at the scene, but spontaneously revived over an hour later, in the hospital, IN the morgue, IN a body bag as they were putting Him in a drawer to await autopsy.. (scared the Coroner so bad he quit, on the spot and never went back..)He was sent to the V.A. Hospital in Fort Wayne, IN (where I currently reside) and became the second Human recipient of a plastic hip in the US.. The doctors told Him that He'd never walk again.. 3 years later, He was driving a semi, and did it for 29 years until He went fully disabled in 2006.. 

 We did not always see eye to eye, or so we thought..But later in life we realized it was miscommunication in translation.. We always held the same beliefs and outlooks, we just never communicated them directly to each other.. We always had My mom between us 'interpreting' and tilting things to keep us at each others throats..This man I admire was taken one day before His 71st birthday in August 2021.. The world is a darker place now for having lost His light.. 

 I will miss you, Dad, for the rest of My life. Know that You're ALWAYS in My prayers, and I'll see you again, some day. I love you.

Your son,

Dom

I wrote this and had the chance to call and read it to the Man that hand groomed Me to be the Warrior and the Man I am today a little over a month before He passed away.. Was the third time in My life I EVER saw that hardened Viet Nam Vet cry.. 

  I want to tell you a story now,

About a man that I got to know..

  He doesn't wear tights, no cape to His name,

What He does is not to be known.

  He lives an amazingly simple life,

He wants for neither the glory or fame.

  He wants only to live the life He's been dealt,

And bring pride to His Family name.

  Truck driver, survivor and Father,

Hellion, soldier and husband..

  They take what they get and they do it with ease,

And have more still to give in the end.

  He gave all He had, then gave even more,

To His Country, His Family, His friends..

  It all goes just to show, how the leanest of men,

Seem to always win out in the end.

  In the darkest of times, He pushed ever on,

Especially when the going was bad.

  He pushed ever onward, head always held high,

This Warrior, My hero, My Dad..

 Dom Jordan

06/17/21

 I miss you, Dad.

 Nothing to hold close late late at night,
Nothing to make Me smile.
 Nothing to get Me out of My bed,
It's been this way for quite a long while.

 Nothing to share My hopes and My dreams,
Nothing to show that I care.
 Nothing waiting at Home just for Me,
Or to miss when I am not there.

 Nothing to walk with down life's veiled path,
Nothing to know of My pain.
 Nothing to share those warm sunny days,
or an umbrella if it happens to rain.

 Nothing to lift My weary spirit.
Nothing to My soul want to sing.
 I stand here before you, it's time that I ask
Can you see yourself becoming My Nothing?

Dom
12/30/16

 Have you SEEN My eyes yet, girl? That shiver you felt as you looked into them, tht ran like a jolt down your spine? In PERSON? You can actually FEEL them like a physical weight running light as the wind, prickling yur skin like an electrical charge as they roam over your body.. Despite the layers of clothes between them and your skin..

*I slowly let My steel grey gaze slide down from the top of your head.. You feel their weight like hundreds of tiny nails dancing across your skin.. Down your neck. Across your chest.. As it starts to close in on My first prize, I smile and decide to drag out this delicious torment, watching the goosebumps rise across your skin as it passe, My eyes make large, slow, lazy circles around your left breast, smirking knowingly as  I watch you gasp again and again as the circles close inexorably on the tip of that magical mound. Circling the entire circumference.. Closer. Closer.. Your breath is coming harder now, it reaches your aeriola making you grunt and gasp even harder as it nears it's destination.. FINALLY it stops THERE, and your left nipple JUMPS erect as as if I had firmly pinched the tender knob of fleshand a deep gutteral groan forces itself through your lips as you revel in the sensation.. I smile smugly moving My eyes down the quivering mound to the right, across the now heaving breast bone, goosebumps rising, almost popping like sparks, EVER so slowly SCRAPING it's way up to the right breast to THERE. It makes you cry out as your right nipple joins the left at attention BOTH hard enough to cut diamonds with..