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Childhood nightmares
collide
with adult dreams

bringing memories of
sore nipples and such
into today.

Wave after wave of
sensual spasms and pain
try to drown out my voice

unlocking the hidden
hurts of my boyhood
that open the floodgates
of adult desires.

I remember the boy who
couldn’t tell if he was
being touched as a man

or as a woman; feeling
sore nipples and such
anew.

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alslaff

Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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