She holds me like a steering wheel,
any direction She's going,
Won't let Go,
Air balloon,
My head is swelling.
Walking M&M
So sweet,
Call her Hershey.
Girl put on a shorts,
those sexy legs,
Let's go for a walk,
Stretch her toes,
laughter,
The melody of the Beat.
Her favorite Song
Don't press Forward
Baby press Repeat.
Home Sweet Home,
Baby dim the Lights
Pull the Window Curtains,
The moonlight
Our Candle Light,
In her Arms,
My Nova Scotia,
I'm Safe.
Seeing Her Everyday
Feels like a New day.
Her love blossom
Like Harvest,
My Heart, Her Love,
Togetherness We Invest..
Baby your the Best.
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Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.
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Clinging to Childhood
The playground is empty, as it should be past sundown. There is a warm breeze, and I can see everything despite the late hour. What time is it, anyway? It could very well be past midnight. I can never keep track of time, especially in the summer. A prickly piece of popcorn hides like a stowaway in the left cup of my padded training bra. I stuffed the tissue in last minute— a decision I’m beginning to regret, based on the events that are unfolding rapidly before me. To my left, laying non-chalantly on his back, is my date for the evening. He is two years older, could probably grow facial hair if he wanted to, and drives a secondhand Honda. He may as well be a Man. I, on the other hand, feel like a fraud with my too-short short-shorts, sparkly lip gloss, and makeshift push-up bra. I keep my arms pinned to my sides as I feel the dreaded circles of sweat beginning to manifest on my brand new Abercrombie top. I cup my elbows with my hands and stare down at my hint of cleavage, praying that the tissue doesn’t pop out like a white flag surrendouring my lack of womanhood.
By Marti Maley7 days ago in Fiction
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