i've had this poem on my desktop for a while. it's so minimalist as to be almost nonexistent. it feels incomplete, yet every line i add detracts. i'll call it a sketch.
lin has her first young man
he tickles her fancy
he is devoted
she shows him off
he does things to her
she likes
kisses and such
she likes his gentle hands
his brown eyes
she thinks it fun
to have a boy
she wears him well
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2026-09-05 at 02:03
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Jamsbo Rockda |
