A boy of class twelve
Wished to communicate his liking
To a girl of class ten
From his school
When she came to his house
to solve some math
He smartly kissed her forehead
She surprised...
Looked him gently
but did not say anything
only smiled.
He got the green signal
Took her in his study room
And kissed her lips
She did not object
He put his hand on her chest
She ashamed, closed her eyes
He hugged
Moved his hand to hips.... thighs
She started melting like ice.
He placed her on the floor
Closed the window, locked the door
She did not say anything
He came on her chest
Loved his best
And one by one put off her dress.
She surrendered herself to him
bloomed like a flower
Allowed him to go inside
enjoyed masculine power
Enjoyed him with fear, pain and cry
And the first taste of a boy
He played between her legs for an hour
and gave her tearful joy.
She experienced first release
Discovered a life new
Cought him tightly with kisses
And said... I love you.
Asit Kumar Sanyal
11-10-2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem