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Messina Whore

MESSINA WHORE No more was she full grown than he a man but love was something he was looking for while she would be content, when it began in knowing he was pleased, and wanted more. There in the dark, Messina hides the sin, it makes a boy into what men should be transformed by love to their believing in what makes a man a sailor of the sea. If he could wish, and have just anything, he'd have her for his mother's tender care, part of their world, and all a love can bring, and innocent of love that's really there. He'll never mention her, out on the sea, For fear of hearing how love came to be. © ron wilson (aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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