First Time
Kisses hot in the dark, That's the way it begins, As, in his car they park. Honey taste, rapid heart, Mouth burns hot, Lips, they part. Temptation's more then they can stand, Takes off her clothes, So she can feel his hands, Minds are hazy, feel the heat, Burns out of control, As bodies meet. Rapture climbs, desire takes flight, Locked in each others embrace, Sky rockets ignite.I always have to clarify this poem. This is the way the first time should be. The way it usually is in a car: You get your hair tangled in the door handled you hit the windshield wipers or put your foot on the horn. And the boy; he doesn't know where to put anything. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 01:17 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 18 • 0 • 16
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"Kisses hot in the dark, That's the way it begins, As, in his car they park. Honey taste, rapid heart, Mouth burns hot, Lips, they part. Temptation's more then they can stand, Takes off her clothes, So she can feel his hands, Minds are hazy, feel the heat, Burns out of control, As bodies meet. Rapture climbs, desire takes flight, Locked in each others embrace, Sky rockets ignite.I always have to clarify this poem. This is the way the first time should be. The way it usually is in a car: You get your hair tangled in the door handled you hit the windshield wipers or put your foot on the horn. And the boy; he doesn't know where to put anything...."