("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Girl On A Swing by Peter Pan (uds3@hotmail.com) *** As the clock winds down, an old lady remembers! (Mf, ped, rom, poetic) *** An unutterably old lady sits by the fireside alone It is the middle of winter, snow falls outside No-one has called on her for months In her wrinkled hand a photograph The girl is smiling, she was always so happy The lustrous dark hair tumbles about her shoulders So shiny those curls, she must surely have just washed it? Eyes bright with the hopes and dreams of youth Hers, the prettiest visage God ever contemplated Perched coquettishly on the swing Something in the pose reveals the chrysalis within Not yet adult, her childhood fills its last valise Preparing to depart with all its beloved possessions Maybe to prepare for a new owner not yet born Girlish tease, flirtatious promise Both are present in that sweet expression, flared hips and those curved delights beneath her uniform... Virginity radiates from her uncomplicated youth As sure as breath issues from between those full lips That soon will rake the passions of so many young men Just one of whom will claim the prize And spend his life in praise of being born Yet sixteen summers had passed that day She remembered her father seated on the fallen log As he framed her image in the viewfinder Could he have known how much she loved him? How much she needed him? It was her father that she smiled for HE that she had wanted, HE for whom she could never Admit to having such unnatural thoughts and desires The girl on the swing smiled for the camera In another time and another place, an unutterably old lady cries ...for probably the last time © Peter_Pan 2006 "Imagine For A Moment" www.lulu.com/content/69187 Visit also 'The World of Peter_Pan' website: http://www.geocities.com/worldofpeter_pan/intro.html *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 43