First Love
FIRST LOVE
Black mole on her cheek, not neat, nor discreet
Her voice squeaks, shrieks, needs a few tweaks
Her hour-glass figure, her vigour, worth a jigger
Sighted by my own eyes, the surprise, my prize
Contest: Keen Observation I
Contest Sponsor: Funom Makama
Date: 2nd August 2020
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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