My First...

by Aken Sol   Sep 6, 2004


No longer was my heart closed
My lips virgin no more
That blissful kiss from a rose
My unknown feelings hungered for…

Comfort, pleasure, lust, and love
All these sprung from just a touch
Of the lips of an angel sent from above
Sent me emotions that is just too much…

For me to neither handle nor bear.
She chose me out of many
This incident rare, is so unfair
Because through this pleasure, I feel unready…

To face truth and reality
Chances of me hurting is great
The sweet song I hear turns into a tragic melody
And what I shall become…

For me to be forever alone
It’s destiny for me to stay that way
I must follow the dark light that shown
Now to go down the path of dismay….

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  • 20 years ago

    by DMG

    NO MY FIRST....BUT NICE