I blush and stutter when I see you,
Feel my grown-upness melt from my brain down
And my big-boy's confidence
Disown me in disgust.
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this is so endearingly honest that I had to smile...who doesn't feel like a child again when the blood rushes in the face of desire...great work.
Our 'grown-upness' is at best only a facade Kev. and you have every right to feed from the stuttering simplicity of a teenage collapse of the tongue - - we all do at times - - honest! But this is an honest piece of delight. thank you - - you Peter Pan you! from Ageless Fay.....