Cathy Was
Cathy was the stunning girl
the memory burned in mind.
Attractive for the buxom bum
the men all longed behind.
The ghostly skin that glow of beauty
she'd framed in blonde with hair.
The blue eyes waiting your first glance
to stop your soul in stare.
Her white teeth glowing soft in health;
their smile would calm your heart.
Your tonsils dancing for a look
her lashes knew to dart.
Her bosom bound to stop your breath
in courage that she's dawned.
Your passion for her moistened flesh
much more of love than wand.
Cathy Was
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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