I Want to Learn to Make Love to You

Bo.Jack Russo on Mar 27, 2011

A poem or something like that, about two young lovers discovering each other.

Young lovers lay down

They slowly embrace

Nervous and timid

Warm blush on her face

He touches her gently

Heart beating so fast

She comforts his tension

Slow down make this last

Nervous and scared

Sweat on his chest

Frightened but wanting

He touches her breast

He calms himself

Mouthing her trembling lip

She’s nervous now

His other hand finds her hip

Shyness is fading

In a momen of haste

Looking at the young man

She now grabs his waist

Down ever further

Finding his behind

Young man is aroused

No blood in his mind

Now what happens next?

What shall young lovers do?

You’ll just have to wait

‘Till I write part two

Bo Jack is not dead yet.

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Comments (11)

voodoobrb on Mar 27, 2011
Great share. Nice writing
Aauhein on Mar 27, 2011
Looks like you lost your Tee(t) in the moment.
PR Mace on Mar 27, 2011
I remember young love and all it’s haste. Well written verses. Good to see you back. Hope you are feeling better.
Von Shanks on Mar 27, 2011
Great Post! Love this poem….glad you’re back.
LoveDoctor on Mar 27, 2011
LOL. You mean the guy is a virgen?
etheral76 on Mar 28, 2011
lol…
CHIPMUNK on Mar 28, 2011
Good one thanks
papaleng on Mar 28, 2011
This I really miss, your romantic side Bo, Keep them coming.
Marie Milton on Mar 28, 2011
That is so romantic, Bo Boy! I knew you still had it in you…er..the words I’m talking about! lol.
Nice one, Bo, loved it!
clay hurtubise on Apr 6, 2011
When I saw the title, I thought it was meant for me and you had switched teams!
Fun piece,
Thanks,
clay
abah animasi on Apr 11, 2011
Young love indeed exciting. Good

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