Wet Dreams
Back in Primary School I would look at girls . They would look at me too and it felt normal.
They were my sisters , l was their brother .
We were family and friends.
Come High school.....things changed in a very complicated manner !
They were not thy sisters no more.
No! No! No! Sisters are not cute, Sisters are not sexy, Sisters are not attractive!
No! Not to their brothers , it is very absurd.
These emotions l feel.
These dreams l am having , what is this called ?
It is making me sleepless,
I am day dreaming.......
Copyright © Marley Marlibu | Year Posted 2020
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