-1This poem is a bit too mature for pre-teens, so read this on you own account… This poem really isn't that much of a rhyming poem, and there isn't a pattern. So I guess they're just a bunch of short sentences!
Poem 2
-The Touch-
RATED T
This poem is being said by May to herself
She is referring to Drew
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I leant there,
Bare.
Loose.
In my mind, I went through many thoughts,
Some of them were,
Why am I here?
What am I doing?
or Is this real love?
A certain teen was hovering over her,
His green hair was covering his eyes,
But somehow, he wasn't blinded.
He too, was bare of the burden of clothes.
He caressed his hand down my chest,
Right down in between my breasts.
When he reached my stomach, he lifted his hand,
And put it around my neck.
He leaned in, and softly kissed my neck.
He bent over higher and started kissing my lips.
Then licking,
Begging to come in.
And so there we stood, all night,
Gentle lovers,
Enjoying gentle love.