benjamin harker Paedophiles do not pursue the lives of cuckoos purposefully. We begin loved and welcomed. We are babies, then children and we grow up alongside you. | | benjamin harker There was something familiar / about the way you milled, accelerated / when that little playground rock / was first upturned | | benjamin harker It was only a stolen kiss, / on the cheek, snaffled by darting in / over your shoulder, during registration, / while you talked to your friend, |