First Fumblings

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fridayam
fridayam
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We pretend children have no sex lives then
laugh as they play kiss-chase in the playground
and forget our first fumblings with
our sticky groins
quietly under covers
worried about smells and stains yet
enamoured of them already.

fridayam
fridayam
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DeepGreenEyesDeepGreenEyesabout 13 years ago
Simple and profound

Five.

vrosej10vrosej10about 13 years ago
I Love this!

Frank and emotionally honest dealing with a subject most people would prefer to ignore. Bravo, this is the kind of poetry I can get behind. Five and a recommend.

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
direct, non-apologetic

i like this, its honesty. i think it does kick arse, but in a more subtle fashion than normal arse-kickings.

Maria2394Maria2394about 13 years ago
I don't know

exactly what to say except this rings true in a shy sort of way. I still don't think about my kids' sex lives and they are grown. I guess that is the appropriate thing....

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
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Is this that prose poetry I hear about, couldn't you have rhymed groins with loins or playground with fist pound or sumptin', so I don't have to go another round with....

Not bad, doesn't kick ass, as your stuff usually does. For what that's worth - 100

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