I Wish I Had Missed Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Tickles other girls respond to
So I touch, stroke and poke
Expecting the splendours of a spasmodic laughter
All I ever get is just a waste of time.
I wish I had missed the first time that we spoke
For there is nothing to remember in an overlook
I wish I had missed the first time that we poked
For there is nothing to remember but an angry look
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
For there is nothing to remember but just a hiss
I wish I had missed the first time that we touched
There is nothing to remember in a mere child touch.