Sexually Blooded!

The attainment of womanhood!

 

By Stanley Collymore

 

You were man enough to audaciously and most

competently “chaste away” the quite evidently

innocent girl that was there and with your

consummate skill, tenacity and in a most

demonstrably electrifying and totally

compellingly authoritative fashion

at once, erotically, thoroughly

pleasurably conjoined with

supreme manly determination absolutely

gratifyingly elicit the sexually craving

but previously dormant and utterly

unrealized coital woman in me.

So my profoundly indebted,

enduring, and inestimably

steadfast thanks for what

you phenomenally and

so capably pulled off.

 

Caused me to rapturously achieve not only

orgasmically but also and discernibly in

other unfamiliar feminine terms, and

in the process of all this appreciably

installed a clear marker which as

far as I’m personally concerned

you’re perfectly at liberty and

predictably in the same way,

I must say, most graciously

entitled and with my full

cooperation to entirely

look after, as well as

to explicitly at will

unreservedly keep

going whenever

you favourably

determine that

you’d love to

replicate this

elated tryst

and return.

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

16 March 2016.

 

 

Author’s Remarks:

It’s a long trip back for many of you down memory lane I know and the recollection even as it was happening at the time wasn’t and very much so still isn’t an exciting or by any stretch of the imagination an impressive remembrance.

 

That said, for others it was an extraordinary and earth shattering experience in your respective life and one which you enduringly look back on with fond memories and great nostalgia. So how was it really for you?

 

A consummately liberating experience that still wows you to this day even though that special person is no longer in your life or a thoroughly unmitigated disaster that even now makes you ponder why the Hell did you ever bothered in the first place?

 

Just mischievously thinking out loud! And quite glaringly happy like the cat which naughtily but satisfyingly proverbially licked the cream. And a dedication, this poem, to all of you who’ve come of age and about to tread this same path! Good luck!

 

And as my Mum told my sisters and my Gran told me, if things don’t go well don’t forget to always maintain your dignity! Unless of course they’re going so well you think, what the bloody hell! Life is about enjoying one’s self and I’m going to make the most of my opportunities.