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Click hereFather told me I had
an aura of innocence
as I sat on the wood bench
his organ before me
arranging the hem of my dress
so it fell below the knee
I looked up wide-eyed
hoping he didn’t spot the plea
in my legs, shaking
my thighs wet with need
the tremble in my hand
as my fingers met his keys
I longed to show how quickly
I could turn girl of the hour
flip up my Sunday dress
unleash my wayward power
but today we prayed
and I played
innocent
i love it , and the last lines give it ALL away , sin, and lust with a preacher.... oh my my , you are a bad little girl, LOL.... just the kind i like ;-) ... yes you have TALENT !! love it ... -sgp-
The title actively participates in the poem. There's a dual meaning in the last two lines which is rich. I was hunting for clues while reading this, but at the same time this vignette is very full. A fascinating study!
especially right here:
I longed to show how quickly
I could turn girl of the hour
flip up my Sunday dress
unleash my wayward power
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seducing god into sin......i like it......bows down in prayer.....i do see other things come into play......wonderful write here......don