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A Doll's Wish

The empty of my life found a      
fullness in the mystery of a boy's touch.      
While helping me with math, I noticed Jason    
smiling at the doll on my bed.
 
I’d slept with Julie as a child and my favorite doll      
still acted as the sentinel of my bedroom      
sixteen years after my birth.
 
When math was done, the same lips      
that had kissed Julie so many nights      
found Jason’s lips warm with life.  
 
I smiled as Julie looked on, wondering if      
dolls have dreams for those who love them.      
Moments later, I looked carefully at Julie’s longing eyes      
and then covered Jason’s hardened penis with my mouth.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published | Edited 17th Dec 2024
Author's Note
A few years ago mother wrote a poem imagining an event in my bedroom. This morning I revisited the memory and felt the blunt rawness of the desire I felt at that age.
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