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Prologue: Watching her bath

Watching her bath,
I remembered
The innocence,
Of our childhood.

We used to create
Games by hand
With no pretense
Fun was all we had.

Watching her bath
I read her mind,
Wipping out stains
From curves and shape.

On my memory slate,
She is one of a kind,
From unique strains;
A unicorn to gape.


  1. marcuscaligula says:

    I like it

    Liked by 1 person


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