school girl panties

School Girl Panties
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time doesnt stand still for all men
its abstract, intrusive - broken
soaked in what my skin is exposed with
my floral panties - white of pearl but not quite
peach to pink of girl but alright
i wear my school dress with pride
loose fitted not to embrace my privates as tight as my knee highs
i am at the age where walking is natural
you dont fumble through fawns, and or wake we a graze
upon
when you did when you crawled
im not clean but smell of teen
musky much like a sherbert bomb exploded in your mouth for holding it too long
that
and moth balls for some reason
the path i walk has churned itself into a dance of growth
i skip at times - not the beat the music but the truth at far this lonely hearts willing to show

swing
and i swing
my knees double jointed from my travels
a contortionist formed in the soot of judges soft wooden gavels - unraveled
wet/moist and softened

levitation seems how i pounce from pond to pond
the common bond - really i see none

as i sit on the edge of a well
in lifes well - isnt this swell
and ponder in my panties and dress

if i was to dive right now would i be missed