Dear Cousin
Aw, dear cousin mine
I miss ya
you know I do..
Remember that time?
I stepped through the door
you pulled down my pants
in front of your whole family
and mine.
Was I old enough to know
the color red..
or embarrassment,
among those glaring looks.
Mom wasn't shocked,
no, likely relieved,
she packed clean tidy whities
for me.
Aw, dear cousin mine
I miss ya
you know I do..
Just please know,
understand too..,
if you ever do that again
it'll still be too soon.
Copyright © Quoth Theraven | Year Posted 2023
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