She and the guy
Talked for a while
Until a second girl,
Resembling the first,
Appeared next to the window,
Stalking.
The guy left and the girls
Made eye contact
Seductively, showing
A bond that
Would be critical
To my heart racing and no
Longer be calm.
The girl from the window
Came in from outside
And began to flirt
With the first,
Putting down her purse,
Flipping her hair
Then playing with her skirt.
Next thing I know, they
Were kissing and then pulling
Off each other's shirt.
Moans came next and I was
Fully immersed.
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Pornographic Memory
PoetrySince the age of 11, I have been dealing with a porn addiction after seeing my first video. This poetry story details my thoughts from this journey that I've taken suffering, realizing, battling, and steps to overcoming one of the most powerful and...
