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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was a smile, simply, that would absolve me of my virtue ... a whiter-than-white allure of the unexplored. Barely a teen, I was mesmerized by her sublime sway - distant, yet she followed the puerile anguish of my eyes, back-and-forth, then ever-so-slowly UP her fluid form to where she timed a wink-and-grin to perfection. I could feel the flush of my face, hormones spun (blatantly) awry, and thought of looking away - to assuage my obvious embarrassment, but I could NOT, I was captured, entranced, hooked ... busted. A tanned, stunning young woman, clearly in her mid-to-late twenties, was flirting with ME, nearly but a child, yet just the auspicious prospect of being found attractive by such a divine older creature, created an appetency deep in my core ... A desire that made me at least feel like what I imagined a man should feel at such moments, and that longing - that intense, warm-and-confusing magnetic fascination, combined with the corporeal sin of our age difference, (a consideration that I knew I should find atrocious and unspeakable) was far beyond what my callow experience could handle. So, like a blissfully ignorant lemming plodding inexorably into a churning, seductive sea, I followed her up the outdoor stairs of the motel, and through the door she had left coyly open ... Into a dream world of confusion and fire and ferocious feelings ... that would take years for me to understand, but only moments ... To embrace. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Crazy A's" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.
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