i was walking along path this morning
one i had not touched in years
one i help to make as a child

i paused as my mind filled with memory
of a woman i had never known
happily tending her garden
the morning sun had shown its strength
she was between me and light
i could see she wore only a dress
i could not move
unknown to her she held me fast
holding a tomato she raised it to her lips
and loved it
glittering juice raced along her fingers
down her hand
twisting and turning around her wrist
down
and at that time i saw her
the curve of her back the valley of her breast
her hair her eyes
at that time i had grown
the child ran deep inside me to play
leaving only hunger
she never knew i had watched her
she had never known my love

then the memory faded into my mind
the path once again
is clear

Beautiful

I feel like a peeping tami!! young Erotica