WILDFIRE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I've always wanted to recount my first sex encounter. This lines try to recall all that I remember...minus the belting by my father later...enjoy

Submitted: January 23, 2007

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Slowly, gently, I lowered my head

No hurry now

A little lower and trembling

Lips met

A tingling sensation felt

At the point where contact met

Spreading allover

My body, your body, our bodies

 

Stop to savor

Then again

Slowly, tenderly, without intention

To hurt

Lips pressed closer, tasted tongues

Hot, wet

More sensitive

 

Suddenly

Arms circled and met each other

Tongues entangled, breathing ragged

Violent eruptions inside my head

Hot searing flame bolt

Shooting down

Towards an endless center

 

Heard my name

Seems like twenty miles away

Tried to open eyes

Felt too heavy, light blinding

Loud banging on the door

Mind trying vainly to place it

More banging, louder, insistent

A hand on my chest,

Pushing me away

 

A face blurred

Lips swollen moving no sound coming

Comprehension

Face smiled painfully

Again

Lips moved, said,

You felt it no? Didn’t you?

A statement, not a question

I smiled slowly, answered

A lightening from the gods eh?

Ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaa


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