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First Time
It was supposed to be a prank
I was only leading you on
But you turned me on with a single kiss
It wasn't supposed to happen like this
Your warm hand gently placed
Around my very petite waist
Brain has become an empty space
Allowing you to write an unforgettable script
Becoming a canvas for you to paint a scene
Putting a new verse in the song I sing
I had a crush on you for such a long time
This isn't the way I wanted to make you mine
Did you really see me for me before
Oh I should've stopped you at the door
But that kiss I secretly longed for
Made my body want more
And that's what I got
It was messy
Rushed
For we couldn't risk being caught
And we almost were so we had to stop
The joy that I felt became covered with shame
The pleasure I felt shadowed by pain
The freedom I felt hidden by chains
From the moment I gave in I became your slave
I wanted more
For I was hooked
I didn't care where or when
You became my addiction
I soon found out you didn't want my heart
Leaving me wounded and scarred
Too young to really understand
For we were too young for this
But it was too late
I should've let you know it was just a prank
I was only leading you on
But you turned me on with a single kiss
It wasn't supposed to happen like this
Your warm hand gently placed
Around my very petite waist
Brain has become an empty space
Allowing you to write an unforgettable script
Becoming a canvas for you to paint a scene
Putting a new verse in the song I sing
I had a crush on you for such a long time
This isn't the way I wanted to make you mine
Did you really see me for me before
Oh I should've stopped you at the door
But that kiss I secretly longed for
Made my body want more
And that's what I got
It was messy
Rushed
For we couldn't risk being caught
And we almost were so we had to stop
The joy that I felt became covered with shame
The pleasure I felt shadowed by pain
The freedom I felt hidden by chains
From the moment I gave in I became your slave
I wanted more
For I was hooked
I didn't care where or when
You became my addiction
I soon found out you didn't want my heart
Leaving me wounded and scarred
Too young to really understand
For we were too young for this
But it was too late
I should've let you know it was just a prank
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