An old 'memory'

I was blinded by his ring,

Staring me in the face.

 

A fantasy of adultery

At sixteen years of age.

No experience, no regrets,

But then nothing has happened yet.

 

Looking back,

is terrifying.

When did I realise?

Reviews

[Stephen]

Lol, this poem makes me laugh! It's seemed like you wanted to feel the presence of love but then your just a teen so, you worried to make some love. Memories always make everyone emotional but bring some smile on the faces too so, it's a memory of yours which brought a smile on your face and of course, refreshed the reader's mind!

Keep writing!