The boys of summer
The boys of summer
On a warm sunny Sunday lazy afternoon
behind the sandstone brick school they dread entering each semester’s day
two barefoot boys
of age 16 or so
pubescent gum chewing snotty boys
with games on their minds
sitting in the dirt of a dry crumbly kind
their jeans torn and hidden from their Moms
who would gape in ghastly horror at their filth
these two boys
speak of a young pretty girl
in their class
her hair always braided so nice
by one of her older sisters
of how her figure has started to change
to each of their pleasure
of how her blouse drapes so nicely over her chest
and of a dare
to see who among them can grab a feel first
for this is what boys do with their free time
and why girls of this nature should steer far clear from them
a wedgie given to the loser of this dare
for no dare would be worth it’s weight if there were no consequences
these two boys
with blemishes
appearing each day
and fuzz
unexpected fuzz
delighting fuzz following suit
dream
some even wet with pre cum
those dreams we wish would stay with us
while we walk
wakeful eyes open to what can be
a harsh reality for some
waiting for the next chance to rem sleep
for in their dreams
the dream so sweet for these two boys
they dare to visit the deep hidden truth
wishing they were each a brother
and to grab a feel
and not let go
of each other.
16 enero 2007
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