Last Night Produced A Lover Poem by samuel nze

He was a greenhorn,
Or so he claimed;
Entirely new to the
Business of lovemaking,
And wanted me to teach him.
To teach him!
Why show him how to please me?
To give him the keys to my will;
To make me his puppy?
But he tried well enough
To gain mastery on his own;
He worked me up and down,
Willing to go that extra mile:
Shock and pleasure,
Pleasure and shock -
Ah!
But he said he was a greenhorn!
Indeed,
Last night produced a lover,
A rarest gem of
Filling lovemaking
Without previous experience.