La Jolla

La Jolla

La Jolla is the pearl from my mother's string necklace 
That I stole from her drawer when I was 15, no more. 
To gift to the girl who had stolen my heart.  

The very first beauty to hold my cock softly,  
Like a fledgling rooster 
Nestling in the palm of her hand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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