Written by jdmorganne

A Boy

She,

a #veteran of love,

and lovers.

You,

a boy,

still fresh

nineteen.

She calls you her man,

and kisses you that way.

She says your name

with a little sugar,

honey,

tenderness,

adoration,

passion of every kind.

She makes you sing.

Sweet.

You say,

“Teach me. Everything.”

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