Being A Boy

2tfx By 2tfx, 2nd Oct 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

The joy, wonder and fear about a boy growing into an adult.

Being A Boy

I love to have my shirt off at the beach,
I stick out my small muscular chest.
My skin is smooth and tan.
My chest reaches for the warm sun.
I rub my chest smiling.
Enjoying the cool ocean wind.
I run into the salty ocean water.
Standing waist deep.
I sit on the sandy ocean bottom.
Letting the warm water touch my chest.
Which makes me smile while I stretch my arms out.
Then I lean back and float.
Riding the waves up and down.
As soon as I stand up.
A wave hits my body.
Then I dive under, swimming with the fish.
Swimming among the kelp.
Swimming in deep water.
The air is cold when I surface.
And walk back to the sand.
My body is wet and cold.
The girls all giggle and stare.
Pointing at my body, they whisper.
They think I am cute.
What do they see in me?
I'm barely thirteen years old!

Tags

Boyhood, Chest, Puberty, Swim, Swimming

Meet the author

author avatar 2tfx
I was born on August 3. I am from the United States. State of California and I love swimming, anime, hiking and cemeteries.

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author avatar Utah Jay
5th Oct 2014 (#)

And so it begins.

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