Prologue: Watching Her Bath Poem by Vincent Onyeche
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.
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,crush,love,nostalgia
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