There she stands looking at me,
Hoping that one day I'd be,
Her man.
The dream unfolds as I'm stared down,
She has determined my seed,
She's open.
Boy will she be surprised by the truth,
I am lusting after her cousin,
He's hot.
By Badilisho
http://ibwriting.blogspot.com
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