Bubbly With Hormones
On a Sunday night
between times
hormones make me bubbly...
let's play the guessing game;
guess who's
guess why's
guess what you and I
are going to do Monday ?
She holds up her hand
laughing
one guess at a time please Beth.
Elizabeth alexander 21/2/2016
an early attempt to face my (thus-far) hidden sexuality.
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