I Was Taught* Poem by Mrs. Cynosure

As I sit here
thinking about all I was taught
the things we shared
the feeling of your hand will always be felt
on my body
the hunger for your touch
will lie in my heart
your kiss will always linger on my lips

I was taught
I was honored
I was respected
I was treated like an adult
not like a child
that doesn’t know what she’s doing
I will never be able to tell you how much that meant to me
thank you
are all the words my mouth can say