Saturday, February 15, 2014

Alex

We knew very well
what it would mean
for us to get caught. That's
why it was
long and secretive -
no short afternoons and darkevenings;
without proper courtship, bullshit and all that.
So it was, until I
thought too much about it.
Yes, it had to
stop,
and at fourteen, I knew no better --
it was a love of my cock,
rather than of you.

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