Yesterday I saw a boy and a girl on the street. The girl is leaning with her back against the wall. The boy is standing in front of her. With his arms stretched forwards along her head and his hands against the wall. Holding her caught between his arms...
She couldn't get away
she was his girl
and exclusively only his girl
for him only.
But she doesn't want to get away
no reason to run away
she wants to be his little girl.
Other people are passing by. Everybody can see what's happening. But no one pays attention to these two young lovers. I am sitting on a bench in the park. Remembering myself as I was this little girl. Her body her back against the wall
her arms along her body
offering her body
looking up into his eyes
opening her mouth
he leans forwards
and he kisses her
rough straight without hesitation
penetrating her with his tongue
she is his little girl
she belongs to him
being his girl is her dream
giving herself to him is her love.
| Nickname | Feedback |
|---|---|
| Mr. D | Wonderful, brings back fond memory's of youth and what it was like to be young and in love for the first time |
| Little Darling | Fantastic poem Claire! Welcome to Chris' little stable of writers, and thank you for sharing those wonderfully evocative images with us. I can just see myself there with him, and that's what I enjoy best in a poem. |
| Anonymous | very very nice...gives my heart a good feeling |
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