Sounds about right.

Inna

Sounds like you enjoyed your growing up.

Enjoy it while it lasts. Great poem.

In my dreams

In my dreams I dream,
What many others do.
Some weep, some scream,
While some laugh,
And many, oh no, few,
Take their lovers’ name.

In dreams we have no control,
Some enjoy, some cry,
Few younger kids,
Have a weird experience,
And what do they know,
When they wake up,
It does all upon them show.
Yet they do not really know.

Many parents feel extremely shy,
Fathers know, but just do not try.
So teenagers go to the internet and pry,
Seek friend’s views’ who also know not why.

For all you young kids out there
I have had a friend somewhere,
In a doctor who has printed an article,
Knowledge of sex so one need’s to be practical.

Before the night it does fall,
How to avoid it, that’s about all,
Be merry by reading it, will you.
So that you know, how naturally its true.

Sounds like fun!

the same note goes
for this one too
read every poem
and thank each and everyone
by reading their latest poem
ere you post another one
unless your virginity
is undone
and you desire
to with the world
share the fun.
till then weldone.