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[ poem, rom, voy ]

Olar.pra@hushmail.com

Published: 29-Mar-2013

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All rights belong to the author. The story is fiction, based upon the feelings of pedophiles but in no way is meant to condone any action against a child but hopes to increase understanding of the thought process. Never has a child been harmed by the author, and wishes healing and love for all who have been hurt by a pedophile.

Thine beauty is to me unlike the birds of the sky,
as mine eyes watch from the winds you walk.
Your beauty speaks to me unlike the power of words.
Your beauty from afar yet love it as you talk.

The behind draws mine eyes as the greatest magnetic force,
movements filled with lustful power.
Callipygian body the sweetness I desire.
Though for your young age I must bravely cower.

Give me thine name, thine age, thine sweet hand.
My mind in thick clouds as my erect member suffers,
I wish for your sweet lips to know my body tonight.
You're the object my heart seeks, yet my mind must fight.

A child you yet are, for pumping is my heart.
Fear that my eyes are watched,
fear that my eyes could harm you sometime.
I give in and walk, hoping you could be a friend of mine.
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batterman

Forget 'thine' which actually should be 'thy' if you want to use the medieval English version of 'your'. But why not use 'your' as you do in other places in the poem?

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