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New reply from Susan Katz

Thank you so very much for sharing this incredibly powerful poem. You tell a story that is both poignant and powerful, filled with a sense of sadness and loss. You have put your heart and your soul into this poem and we, the reader, can feel it and are drawn in to your story. If I were to offer one suggestion, from a poetic point of view, it would be to use less words and more images. But truly, you have captured the essence and energy of poetry – making us feel – bringing us in to your past and making us a part of it. Your friend in poetry, Susan

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Original Post by Comfort

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Conversation shifted, lifted emotions, lust exquisitely sways in the atmosphere, 
 
The question of your first time bounces from lip to lip, 
"Your turn" 
My lips quiver, 
I'd loved him, 
he was my hero when men seemed like demons, 
but Lucifer was once he of morning star,
His beard marked my skin before puberty had the chance, 
My wrist knew elastic pressure before any bracelet could comfort me with loving reminders of friendship eternal,
His scent held my skin tighter than any scrub could scrub the skin away as the water fell, 
He showed me red before red lipstick was ever laid on my cheek
 
My first time wasn't until the fifth time, 
And pleasure felt like pleasure and not like pain converted to his pleasure served on a silver plater when family got together 
So I told them " I cried when it was my first time"