A body for all seasons.

A body for all seasons.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Summer love
is like no other,
but only when
you’re young
where skinny dips
easy on the eye
rule quietly
without joints
aching and tearing
without scaring
and caring.


© 2021 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 5, 2021
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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