call me prettyA Poem by sea lily
we walked
hand in hand and you were there scraping the damp hair from my face. in cotton shirts and underwear. kissing rain blotches and then suddenly my neck and everywhere. i let you take me away. i trust this man and the burden i give to him. but i will not regret staking this claim on my own body. (met your eyes and smiled nervously you stroked my hair and called me pretty.) © 2010 sea lilyReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 31, 2010 Last Updated on October 31, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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