coming out anthology 2008
Rebirth
Legs.
Her legs.
It was herlegs that first
tore me up,
turned me on,
taunting me to come
when I hesitated
in my fifteenth year.
Brown-skinned and barefooted,
her toes curled deep in the wet earth.
Her legs stretching high to
heavenly depths,
sweat mingling
under sultry August sun
formed a baptism
as our eyes opened.
- Anonymous
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