Virginity
Posted by: thelustpoet on: December 16, 2008
So I wrote this poem in grade 11 and handed it in to my Creative writing class. My teacher claims that this is the poem that got my poetry spiraling into motion
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Virginity
He took my face,
In his hands
And lured me into the bed
It was pounding through my chest,
My heart
And our clothes stripped off of our bodies
Like stickers in the heat
We touched,
Our bodies tingled with
Electricity
Shocks of sexual tension
From months of waiting
Inside
Our quivering lips
Touch
So fast,
So soon
His hair traced across my bare chest
And tingled my neck as his lips
Grazed
Across my face,
Mesmerizing my lips,
My neck,
His tongue
His lips
Lashes swept across my beaded forehead
Burying himself
Deep inside of me
My heart racing
My pained aching body
Yearned for more
Pressure,
From his chest on mine
And when it was done
I held the red sequins
of blood
And flushed the evidence
Down the drain
Red,
The color of love
It was then I knew
I loved him
April 13, 2009 at 10:26 pm
Wow, I wish my first time had been like that!