New To Me Poem by D.A. Woods

New To Me

Rating: 4.5


Trying it out for the first time,
all I know it feels fine,
she's holding on,
maybe it's wrong,
sweet as wine.
Its grabbed hold on to four of my senses,
makes me feel numb and adds to my sins,
and I know all about sins, but still she holds on,
am losing control and now we're both gone.
Trying it for the second time,
and we're both fine.

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