Sharlinde, Stays Down The Street.
Treat 2, My Senses, Since She's Been Living There.
Pair Of Perfect Breasts, Plump Bottom, & Perfect Smile.
Belle Of A 80's Beat. She's Been Down There 4 Years. All Alone.
Clean & Pretty. I, Swear I Smell Her Perfume Whenever I C Her Down There.
Here, I, Am, 15 Years Married, 2 A Loving Wife. Our 6 Kids Seem 2 B Stuck With Us Permanently.
Casually, I, Treasure, Sharlinde. Out Of All These Years We've Been Neighbors We've Barely Met. After Simple Introduction, Daily Hey, Hi, & Bye Is All We R. Said Moments, I, Treasure.
Roar Of My Heart Telling Me How Deeply I Feel 4, Sharlinde.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 29th, 2022 14:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Love.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Wow! I love it! An ambivalent feeling amid the family life pictured. Tough the choices we make.
Thanks Kindly, My Friend.
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