Just Sixteen Years Old





Your gentle face, a gentle place
A permanent smile, Eyes that glow
How would you know?
How would it go?
Your just 16 years old
With firm young breasts in a tight white shirt
Do you know what you�re doing to me?
And with a little glace,
You pulled me into a dance
And shower my mind with dreams
You�re more like a flirt
With affection that hurt
And this game that you�re playing with my heart
And how would you know?
Your just 16 years old
The way that it goes
My pain will just grow
Your youthful body,
With a taste I long to know
And the truth I know
I just afraid to show
The feeling you bring out in me
Hiding as I am, a cowardly man
It�s not you fault it�s mine own
With a woman�s body and a child�s souls
I�ll would hurt you more than you�ll hurt me




By Michael J. Riley 2003 All Rights reseved


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