Kaitlyn

She greets me at her doorway wearing panties
And a t-shirt, nothing more. She giggles,
“Come inside. I thought you'd be here
Right at two. It's four, and I was getting cold,
But why wear clothes you'll just remove?”
She isn't waiting for an answer. She peels
Off my jacket, grabs my hand and leads me
Down the hall. I know where she is taking me,
And what we soon will do.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-05-12 at 18:35

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