First Time
I thought since everyone else was posting a little poetry i thought i would put a little of my skillz on here too. First time is what the poem is called, tell me what ya'll think.
The words ring in her ears over and over again/ She knows its wrong to fornicate, she knows its a sin/ But she deeply wants to be loved and touched/ Feeling the friction within her thighs, oh did i mention the feeling of lust./ To gently feel the head slide smoothly into her walls/ he leans closer to go deeper and his name she calls.
He reaches deep within her soul and pulls out whats left, bringing her to her first climax/ Not knowing her pride and self- esteem is now cracked./ To pieces, shattered with just one moan./ He didn't plan to resign with her, she didn't know she'd be on her own./ To remember the sweet memory of what was left./ Of what she knows now was a smooth theft./ Of her innocents and her new found love, He told her it would be special thats why he didn't wear a glove. Her first time.
Tell me what ya think.
The words ring in her ears over and over again/ She knows its wrong to fornicate, she knows its a sin/ But she deeply wants to be loved and touched/ Feeling the friction within her thighs, oh did i mention the feeling of lust./ To gently feel the head slide smoothly into her walls/ he leans closer to go deeper and his name she calls.
He reaches deep within her soul and pulls out whats left, bringing her to her first climax/ Not knowing her pride and self- esteem is now cracked./ To pieces, shattered with just one moan./ He didn't plan to resign with her, she didn't know she'd be on her own./ To remember the sweet memory of what was left./ Of what she knows now was a smooth theft./ Of her innocents and her new found love, He told her it would be special thats why he didn't wear a glove. Her first time.
Tell me what ya think.
That was deep...