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.
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Cor blimey O' Riley .. everything about this page looks good and feels so very good 10/10 Fay .... x
Tis a win win with your given !0 then mon ami and am chuffed that you loved the feel-good of remembering being first branded.............x
Well a bit of sunshine's got the sap rising all over the place today.
She'll never go back but he'll want to climb trees too for a good many years until he's old enough to captivate and keep a pretty one's heart at ground/sea level.
Ha ha - well you may well be right there re. rising sap as June sun heats the blood my friend - - glad you were moved by my bit of weekend fun writing.
she had mastered her assets, and he, and his like, were all prey, as we to your art of prosing.
Ha - - a true compliment and thanking you muchly dear poet-friend.
Great write, Fay.
I remember it well; the day I traded a bicycle and a ball-glove for the love of Betty Harvey.
Wow - a treasured bike and ball glove - A measure back then of your sacrifice for a cuddle or two Jerry - Here's hoping young Betty gave you reason not to regret it. Great that the read brought back those memorable days.
Caught hook, line and sinker Fay.
Andy
That clearly sums up first love dear Andy - thank you so much for your wise comment on Branded.
Brilliant!
that picture screams, of that young love
you worded so enticingly majestic, dear Fay
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