His words were of a tomorrow to die for
And his kisses lit up fires she never knew about before
A clueless, graceful passerro
With a shy smile that projects
Purity and innocence of her soul
Never knew she’d find sorrow
In giving her heart to the one to the
One she hoped to spend all of tomorrow
Little meetings at the back streets
To share the few kisses of stolen passionate kisses
Colourful words to paint enchanting pictures
Drawn into the circle of embrace filled with deft touches
Lights are unecessary intrusion
Darkness sharpens the thrill of expectations
Now she’s finding out the parts of her that
Are capable of revolts
Quivering tighs
Trembling lips
Flushed skin full of life
Beneath his endless warm kisses
Lithe like a sparrow
Her back arched against the cold wall
The liquid fire in her veins shut out her mother’s call
Her first time
Her only time
While it lasted the concept of time was forgotten
Riding the waves upon waves of
Passion whe could only once imagine
Gone now is the first sharp pain of piercing
Submerged in the rising pleasurable frenzy
Silent tears shut in behind the closed eyes
So she couldn’t see her lover’s cold lies
Her first time
Her only time
Was in the arms of someone out to commit a crime
No warm cuddles afterwards
His sweet tongue had lost it touch for sweet words
Week knees bearing broken treasures
Emptiness withing after the thrill of heavenly pleasure
Now she’s going thru the A,B,C and Ds of painful aftermath
Absolute loneliness
Broken innocence
Confusing and conflicting emotions
Dejection takes the place of beautiful sensations
Her first time
Her only time
Now I hope the baby comes in the summer time
So she could have one more day of sunshine in her prime.
Damn.
Innocence lost…
Nice.
She lost her innocence so innocently.
Powerful poem!
Nicely narrated with striking imagery.
But…bros, typos full ground oh!
And I think you could re-couch this line better:
‘To share the few kisses of stolen passionate kisses’ – did you mean to say ‘to share the few moments…’
And what’s a ‘passero’
a passero is italian for sparrow. thanks for your comments; really helpful.
Almost astounding.
Check:
Weak kneels (knees)
Emptiness withing (within)
“To share the few kisses of stolen passionate kisses” (something is off here)
and u used ‘thru’ stead of ‘through’
Perhaps the lines that started with the ABC and D’s should have had their first letters emboldened, as it is, peeps might miss the words.
Its actually a beautiful poem… on 2nd read.
Good work. Reads nice.
Yea.. innocence once lost, never can be found…it’s even worse when it’s loss comes with a punishment of some sorts…Well done…$ß
so many never get to realise the thorny aftermath of “pleasure”, until its too late…beautiful poem,but with some typos…welldone.
Wow!! This is powerful… Others have pointed out the errors.. Powerful….
This is so amazing and beautiful,very descriptive,I go with Afronuts. Well done dear.
About from the typos pointed out
This peom is bomb!
A++++
Well done @ilerioluwa…far too many babies hoped for the summer, too many growing up way too fast.
I wonder why the rush, growing up is all we can but do, as innocence and youth is soon left behind.
It’s really a nice poem when all the typos are corrected…
You did well and it shows in the poem.
Kpele for her… Nice work. Check the small errors.
Beautiful imagery…right use of words….Kudos!!