First Edit: First Kiss

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First Kiss



The stereotypical girl 

I never imagined to be,

He pulls me against him.



My fingers trace his smooth back. 

I feel his pulsing heart, and love 

the thought of connection,

of two interwoven bodies.



Yet as I try to mimic 

his unconscious shudders,

I know I will be found out.



Do you want to do it he asks,

Pausing to raise himself up. 

I have condoms.



No

I shake my head

and stretch out an arm

to try to draw him back down. 



Are you sure he repeats.

Yes I am sure.



With an embarrassed smile

and an agonized brow, he asks

Would you 

do it for me?



Another time I respond, and

He finally lowers himself 

to kiss me.

But his lips are thin and slimy 

and I pretend not to care.



Original: 

First Kiss



I lay on him

Skin presses against skin

The stereotypical girl 

That I never imagined to be





I wrap my arms around his smooth back

And love the feel of human contact

Of two interwoven bodies





Yet as I try to mimic his unconscious shudders

I know that I will be found out





Do you want to do it he asks

Pausing to raise himself up 

I have condoms 





No I’m good I respond 

and stretch out an arm

To try to draw him back down





Are you sure he repeats

Yes I am sure

With an agonized brow

and a slightly embarrassed smile

He asks

Would you 

do it for me?

Another time I respond 

And he finally lowers himself to kiss me

But his lips are thin and slimy 
And I pretend not to care


First Kiss

I lay on him
Skin presses against skin
The stereotypical girl
That I never imagined to be


I wrap my arms around his smooth back
And love the feel of human contact
Of two interwoven bodies


Yet as I try to mimic his unconscious shudders
I know that I will be found out


Do you want to do it he asks
Pausing to raise himself up
I have condoms


No I’m good I respond
and stretch out an arm
To try to draw him back down


Are you sure he repeats
Yes I am sure
With an agonized brow
and a slightly embarrassed smile
He asks
Would you
do it for me?


Another time I respond
And he finally lowers himself to kiss me
But his lips are thin and slimy
And I pretend not to care