Pubescent Dream

Oops
I didn’t expect that:
Rocks on a sandy shore,
White foam gushin’,
Heavin’, thrustin’, lovin’
So I’m embarrassed now to catch your eye
My dear cousin

Author: George McDermid

I scratch out poems, and the odd little tale. Mostly for my own amusement.

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