![]() THE AWAKENINGA Poem by andrew mitchell![]() Just for the record , no its not about me lol![]()
My first love was not so fun
Stumbling, fumbling, looking dumb. An important step for one so young Like a boy to a cowboy and here's your gun: Survival of the strongest has just begun. Eye to eye the connections met And I'm thinking she's heaven-sent; Slender, seductive, the rhythm of a cat! So of course I'm wondering...Can I match that! Like a strolling minstrel falling over my toes I was charming her, worshipping her. What a show! Later she's uncovered, naked, open to view While I'm shocked, trembling, trying to be cool. So many pressures I wanted to be the best And I didn't want to say " I've just left the nest." For now my amorous feelings are out of control While she's so glamorous head to toe Advice from my friends, too embarrassed to ask; Wish i did my homework. Could be a false start. For just my luck I met an unforgiving mind While I'm more the sensitive kind; Her courtship signals quickly withdrew At my fumbling manoeuvres, I just knew. On with her clothes, her passion lost; My confidence shattered. What a loss! Rejected badly, I wanted to cry: The pain so bad I wanted to die. Then one day under hormonal control Those amorous feelings are out on patrol What's happening to my body? I like to know To be thrown right back into the throe, And I'm thinking...... Not to have another go! © 2015 andrew mitchellFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on March 7, 2015 Last Updated on March 7, 2015 Author![]() andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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