~by Gregg Rowe~
He came,
a catalytic tornado
exposing me.
He penetrates me,
after I kneeled in front of him,
and I knew I would not
be able to kneel before
the Virgin Mary again.
He swallows me,
and I am drawn
to him
like water
sucked down
a draining swimming pool
in autumn.
He catches me,
as I hungrily gaze
upon his viscous
eye of the storm
and sink deeper
into his Brazilian chestnut eyes.
Afterwards,
he holds me,
and I know
that I will not wear
an alter boy's robe again
nor take the body of Christ
between my lips
since I have tasted him.
Author notes
This is the pivatol point in my life where I had to leave the Church after nine years (I was seventeen) when I announced my homosexuality and then the hyprocrisy set in and tested my faith in God and my relationship with my Catholic parents while I was falling in love for the first time.
Written May 11th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- The Wonders And Sorrows Of Love by Neon Lights.
300 points, ended March 16, 2005, 27 entries
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This is quite kinky! I've only had sex in a church once myself and it was a bit cold on the floor. Actually I find that catholics tend to be better at sex than others simply because they love the guilt feeling. That's quite serious! The exception of course are Irish men, hence the joke: "What's white and useless to a woman?" "An Irishman". Ho Ho Ho.
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wow! this poem did cactch my attention that is for sure bravo! thank you for entering good luck to you !
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super!!!! awesome!!!
WHOA!!!! That is absolutely amaaazing. I had to read it a few times, to take in the extraordinary nature of this poem. Great job. good luck in the contest. -
This is just amazing! I really love this one.
And thank you for putting the two things in your author box, i appriciate it.
Good luck!!
-Adam -
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The imagery and metaphors that you exhibited here Gregg rolls off the tongue sensual yet isn't too prude. The words are like paint on a bare canvas that has been touched and retouched until the changes are visible to the eyes as well to the mind. Awesome job.
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Mmmmm.....Fantastic potrait...Coughs
Awesome poem. 
is going to come back in a second and focus on the poem a little bit harder 
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I was hoping that was not going to be the impression I left...because at this time I was questioning my sexuality and my religious convictions as a Catholic when I finally felt the experience of being truley honest with my sexuality as a person instead of following my parent's doctrine on a mna-made concept of religion...I know that it reads like I am 'against Christ' but it means more that I would not be acceptable in His house according to my parents because of my sexuality.
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wonderfull...very 'againts christ' .....I love it..
great write..keep it up..
heather -
YUMMY!!!!
Oh my goodness!! What a yummy piece of white chocolate... .. Oops!! Didn't mean to say that one 
Once I was able to tear my eys away from the picture, and read your poem... I could see that I surely would love to meet that man one day!! 
Don't mind me.. I'm in a bit of a goofy mood today 
Really, though.. you've caught his sensuality, his sexiness, his powerful eyes, all in the words you've penned. You've tasted his sin. Very well written, Gregg.. I enjoyed every minute of it!!! You do write some rather tasty eroticas... Keep on writing, my friend
~Aimee
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WHoa!!
Sizzle~~~~whew! i'm a person of few words..hehhe! -
well i will admit i looked at that awesome piece for a moment or five before i read the poem. i wish my first experience had been this hot...
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Beautiful flow, just like everything else you write. What a first experience..... so vivid, yet subdued. wonderful.
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Did you get past the picture when you said awesome piece?
Edited on May 11, 10:29 p.m. because ''. -
blinks...blinks again....coughs... This was an awesome piece Gregg o.o that's all i can really say right now >.>
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sensual
Is the feeling that overcomes you that first time something you either expected or dreamed of? The first time makes you feel like no other.The first time makes you want more. The first time wakes up feelings you never thought you had. Your poem says it all. -
A Must Read - Marvelous!
I feel this piece so strongly. The realization that your life has changed forever. I think the first time does that to us all in one sense or another, or at least those of us that have the depth enough to ponder upon the decisions in life, especially after we've done the deed, so to speak. I get such complete images of this as I read it, taking it all in as though i am a peeping tom, the intimacy of it reaches out to take hold of the reader so effectively. Perhaps one day I shall write half as good as you Quite a stunning piece, makes a definate impact on me.
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