The First Time (that I fucked you)

The first time
that I fucked you
was in my mind

entirely

in my mind
which was exactly as it should be
for I was 12 years old
and would never have known
what to put where

and when

but you were a vision
all tanned legs and long curly hair
and I had to learn your name
had to learn your name

was Thyra

and the games we played

entirely
in my mind

would have made Anaïs Nin blush
even though I had no idea
who Anaïs Nin was
because I was 12, yo

The second time
that I fucked you
was in my mind

entirely

in my mind
which was exactly as it should be
for I was living with your friend
and she would have never understood
the lewd flesh sculptures we were forming

and why

but you were a vision
with your sexy smile and mischievous eyes
and I silently mouthed your name
silently mouthed your name

you, Thyra

and the lust we shared

entirely
in my mind

would have made Barry White blush
even though I’d never heard
a Barry White song
I was a punk rocker, you know

The third time
that I fucked you
was in my mind

entirely

in my mind
which was exactly as it should be
for you were living with my friend
and it would have broken his heart
to know I was seducing your body

and mind

but you were a vision
with your perfect breasts and come hither look
and I spoke your name aloud
spoke your name aloud

yes, Thyra

and the wild love we made

entirely
in my mind

would have made Ron Jeremy blush
even though I could never stand
to watch one of his movies
he’s a fat, disgusting pig, isn’t he?

The last time
that I fucked you
was in my mind

entirely

in my mind
which is exactly as it should be
for even though you’re my wife now
I still dream about you
every single night

and day

and you are a vision
with your non-judgmental love and your welcoming arms
and I scream your name with love
scream your name with love

my Thyra

and the crazy lust we’re sharing now

entirely
in my mind

is fantastic enough to make Annie Sprinkle blush
even though you have no idea
who the hell Annie Sprinkle is
you should look her up, I think

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