Fay Slimm.

Branded

 

 

Branded.

 

Once she had tasted new awareness
away from girlhood\'s bunny dreams
then it was she pinned up long hair,
laced in her waist and saw meaning
in catching attention by breast-bud 
uprightness and eyes full of secrets.

But the boy covered his face, things
like birds nesting cocooned his sight
as climbing trees came first with him
yet as she strolled branding his mind
with soulful allure her siren schemes
made his lone bathing redundant as
naked urges uncovered strange grief.  

Remembering her scarlet-red mouth
he, hooked like any fish with writhing 
need bit as First Love took its bounty.