She’s Turned 18

I still remember her birth

A blood soaked missile

The shock of it shook us all

But there she was

Ready to take on the world


No messing with this girl.

She was ready

For any which way

Life would present

Itself to her


Now she’s turned 18

And she’s brands and tattoos

Piercings and low lights

My baby dyke

In a blink all grown up


Still up to her wily ways

Wraps me round her little finger

With that look; that smile

That melt’s my heart and soul

Into blissful submission


I wouldn’t have her any other way


Copyright © JRFC April 2019


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