He was from southeast,
No dating, no sex
Before weddings,
Which is very holy to abide by,
Yet, the lois gurgling
For some mating,
For both the sexes,
Youth life a dream,
Of passion tobe expeienced
Of much later times
Than the west,
Our man walked
Into a hotel where
He was asked or wished
For some excitement,
With his virtue in doubt
He agreed, and a damsel
Was carried above
In the upheld arms of men,
she smiled and they made
Small talk, and pulled down
Their clothes down,
They made love, whence
She was called
For more customers,
She staggering a bit,
With the manly punches
He made on the bed,
A very young whore,
In satisaction of love,
Fulfilled unlike
In her profession
To earn a few bucks
For survival, he learning
The first lessions of passion,
For the use of wedded nuptials.
Ravikiran Arakkal
RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-lessons-of-passion/
