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Aug 2013
Locker 36
Brought about much bliss
How you twisted my **** and made me free
You were locker 38
Just two spaces down from me
I'd stare at you from a far
In the lunch room
Just hoping one day you would see
The hair you had spiked to the t
With hands gentle
And a smile so soft
You said your name was Stacy
But that I could take to calling you Jack
You loved when I called you Jack
You also enjoyed football,wrestling and tickle fights
I adored things like that
I bet I could pin you down in three seconds flat
I was to weak to flip you over
Your head you'd rest on my breast
You said they fit better on my body anyways
Locker 38
Where we discussed our first date
You swallowed spit to say
"I know it might be weird...ya know being seen out with me"
I pulled you close and embraced you
Feel my love my dear?
Heaven knows I had my fears...but none of them had to do with being seen with you.
I whispered hummingbird in your ear
'Cause the nights I couldn't sleep you would hum the sweetest tune
I unraveled the moment the testosterone bloomed
Hearing depth in your voice for the first time
You asked how could I love someone like you, the day I called you mine.
Locker 38
You leaned against with eyes unsure
I knew the question was pure
So my answer would always be genuine
I explained that I had fallen
I was never to get up
Jack I said
Stacy is just your long forgotten twin...I except who you were and what you've become simply my dear because you are my love...
My only one...
Locker 38
Where my life begun.
Naomi Sa'Rai
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Naomi Sa'Rai
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