She Is Large Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
She Is Large
She is large
She and I got involved for first timer.
I’m small; she is large, tall-deep-wide.
How can I?
I question climbing into her, for thrust.
And afraid, shaky I; trembled in my knees.
Unaware, it’s not size.
Over joyed I smiled; when was done.
First lesson in truck.
Saturday, March 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fickle
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I'm working on getting a truck driving license.
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