a beautiful experience
I was just a young boy, when haunted for the very first time
by a spectre in my bedroom both beautiful and sublime
this milky white apparition who visited me while I slept.
wet my lap with warm tears where she lay her head and wept.
She wept for the withering childhood that time rushed to erase
but embraced the growing manhood that swelled to take it’s place.
the encouragement from her lips was just a dream, I realized,
as she left me in deep slumber with semen dripping down my thighs.