I met him online,
Air-g, if you want specifics.
Honestly after we met and he took my virginity I couldn't even remember his name.
Looking back I truly do regret doing that.
I sneaked out my house and met him, this 30 something year old man with no name,
on the stree next to mine,
(I didn't want him to see where I lived)
He drove me to the park, in his white van that smelled overwhelmingly like paint....
He is a painter I would later find out....
No one came before him,
He was my first kiss, first touch, first everything.
So, it hurt,
Of course it hurt.
I went home that night no blood just soreness.
After meeting him two more times he admitted he had a girlfriend and that I was not the only girl he meets up with.
All I can say now is
I'm glad I used a condom.
Author notes
I didn't really write it in poem form I hope it works
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- The First Time by Budart.
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The whole thing seems so cold blooded. Also more than a bit reckless. I have been involved in many sexual adventures with people I met on line. It is a cardinal rule that the first meeting and maybe several more as well be in a public place like a coffee shop or a shopping mall. Climbing into some one's van on the first date is a recipe for making the front page of the paper and not in a good way. Please don't ever do that again!!! Some third party should always know where you are going and have addresses, phone numbers and license plate numbers so you can be found if things go badly. Finally, for god sake! use condoms every time no matter how much whining the man maybe doing. Learn how to give a hand job in case they just won't shut up.
So that is my daddy speech.
This piece is like a little note to yourself. It can, in the fulness of time, be made into a poem but it isn't yet. It reports the facts but doesn't come to a conclusion or any kind of insight about the world or your own character or motives. My guess is the poem you need to write is about what led you to take this action. This part is just the ending. You need to let this sit in the back of your mind for a while until you can say what this event meant to you. Good luck. Now go back and read the daddy speech again. Good luck.
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