Yours see only a pretty child
but hers are knowing,
far beyond her years,
but she won't tell you.
Of dreams shattered
before blossoms opened,
buds gone un-nurtured
trampled in the mud of fear.
She'll smile but never meet your eyes
to acknowledge contact
she's learnt, is where dragons lurk.
But she'll won't tell you.
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
delightme favorited this poem!
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
| Literotica Toy Store ADULT TOY & DVD STORE FAST & DISCREET |
Literotica XXX Webcams 24/7 LIVE CAMS - FREE PREVIEW W/AUDIO! |
Literotica Adult Movies STREAMING ADULT MOVIES PAY PER MINUTE |

There are no recent comments (4 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (4)