Wicked Wednesday: The New Guy

By Creator:Michel Fingesten [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I remember the day that he first caught my eye,
and I watched as he walked down the street.
His swagger was strong, and I knew this new guy
was someone I just had to meet.

The first time we talked on the phone it was night,
I grew wet as he whispered to me.
I knew it was wrong, and yet it felt right,
He made me feel loved and crazy.

I felt that he knew me, both inside and out,
he heard everything I tried to say.
It had been a long time, and I had no doubt
that my heart had been taken away.

The first time we kissed was like heaven afire,
like our spirits joined down to our cores.
Of this love I knew that I would never grow tired,
and I knew there would be so much more.

The first time we fucked I felt like I was high
Riding the crest of a wave.
It was then as we came, on my lips was a sigh,
and a taste of love that I did crave.

I think of the new guy asleep and awake,
the delirious love that I feel.
And I know that the next steps that I need to  take
will make the impossible real.

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