Teach Me A Lesson

A Poem by NelliKong

Teach me my lesson in this bedroom… show me your lesson plan… a shiver creeps down my spine from the touch of your hand… it becomes hard to stand… due to my knees becoming weak… I feel the electricity between the two of us from my head to the bottom of my feet… the taste of our love on your lips is so swat, it becomes hard to contain all of my excitement for you and make it discrete; not to wake the neighbors… but the sounds of you and I become spoken word and they take notes on a piece of paper.

Lesson learned, sometimes new lessons hurt… but I’be never been one to be afraid of putting in hard work… checking out every part of me like a sales clerk… you love to watch me loose control of myself as you look upon me and smirk… it’s amazing how passionate, intimate, detail oriented love mix with pain works, to create magic… maybe I should be taught a lesson more often as my new found habit.