I Remember so Well My Very First Time
The first time is always the hardest and the most rewarding
I remember so well
my very
first time
and the dilemma
of it all even as
the excitement
of the moment
overwhelmed me
My arms and legs
were entangled
as i was awkwardly
attempting to find
a more
comfortable position
bending
and lurching
to find that perfect spot
in that tight,
little space
trying so hard
to make
the opening bigger
so that I could
slip easily inside
My desires and needs
for fulfilment
begging me
to succeed
combined with
zippers grating
sweat and
heavy breathing
intermingling
with the frosty air
as I used my feet
to scootch
and slide
hump
and glide
further
and deeper
inside
till I was
snugly
wrapped
in a cocoon
of such warmth
a tunnel
embracing me
with an
"Oh, so...."
satisfied smile
and a long sigh
of contentment
as I closed my eyes
for just a few
seconds and
just basked
in the sheer
joy of
my first
sweet snuggling
and
warmly embracing........................
as well as snooze inducing
Sears and Roebuck
sleeping bag.
Camping out
when you are eight
is such an
unforgettable
experience
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© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III