Innocence

I come from the age of innocence and guilt.

Flowers wilt.

Yes, I kissed girls, I am not sorry.

No doubt some were sorry I missed them.

I could have kissed them.

Women are a problem, they turn into their mothers.

Some of them have brothers.

They want you to mean it and it to last forever.

In my case that meant never, never.

Or hardly ever.

Do I at last mean what I say and do?

I leave that up to you.

Tich Ennis

3rd December, 2016

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