My First Time

My first time was amazing! No, no...it was
spectacular! Unreal! Beyond words...seriously,
I have probably read through an entire
thesaurus searching for words to describe what
I felt...after my first time...

My first time was amazing, not because it was
perfect; not because I knew what I was doing;
it was amazing because I knew it was what I wanted;
once I started, I knew I would need to do
it again, I HAD to do it again--I wanted to be the best...
after my first time...

My first time was amazing...I mean, it had to be;
that's where it all began; it's when I got my first
taste...it's when the thirst began--mirroring the
chase of the first high--my eyes, ears, and hands
were wide open, awaiting the chance to do it...again...
after my first time...

My first time was at a laundry mat, thanks Mom...then,
in the comfort of the home I grew up in, with an Atari 2600...
since then, I have never been the same...thanks Dad!