- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Sweetest Boy I Ever Feared
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“Stay” he called softly,
hoping there was a chance
I would change my mind,
sit down once again,
and fill his smile with praise.
The look in his eyes
when I said I had to go
turned my heart inside out
a dozen times.
I wanted to stay
but he is not my little boy
in the dirt clad shirt,
wind tunnel hair,
and shiny spectacles,
and I’m not sure how much to give
before my heart lies in his hand
and I watch him
none the wiser
walk away.
- COMMENTS
PatHous56about 17 years agoAt my age, most of the men that can satisfy me are waaaay too young - not that I'm complaining. Patricia
BikeNutabout 17 years agoAt my age I can easily seduce men in their mid-30's without their knowing I've a dozen years on them .. all that exercise is like a fountain of youth and they are so ... YUM!!!
Anonymousabout 17 years agoI agree with Eve on that last stanza. The description is very texturized and easy to see. Excellent show.
bluerainsabout 17 years agotinkering around in my head..enjoyed the images...blue
SweetDealabout 17 years agoAt my age, seducing a twentysomething feels like it might be fun sport ... now if only............. Terrie
