Dream or Nightmare ? (Today’s prompt – joke)

At the threshold of adulthood,

my heart saw a flush of pink,

perhaps love was about to commence,

in the ocean of passion I was ready to sink.

There stood a maiden ,

right infront of me,

my eyes rekindled at her sight,

my soul began frollicking in glee.

An immaculate stretch of sun tanned skin,

adorned her feminine flesh,

some curly locks hung loose on face,

she was beauty behind a mesh.

Her golden hair, long staright and smooth,

wagged merrily near her waist,

two eyes blue, disgorged composure,

as if nothing to make haste.

She gave of quite an enthralling scent,

it came in waves, tingled my nose,

within I could feel my fetish bulge,

but couldn’t gather words to disclose.

Stood she like a divine effigy,

as if carved by the master sculptor,

an epitome of resplendence she was,

possibly the master piece of the creator.

Plodded I like a passionate callow,

brimmed with zest towards the damsel,

near I reached, gathered her in my arms,

but my heart skipped foreseeing a hassle.

As I strenuously opened my hypnotic eyes,

I found in my arms but a lifeless fascimile,

” my sister’s barbie scented in her favourite cologne”,

staring at me with a sardonic smile.

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