Poem

He just wanted a taste. He wanted to lick my innocence and taste my purity. To know how it feels to be high on someone. High on life. To be golden. He wanted that new energy. That new cleanse from contamination. To feel less tainted by the hands of this world. Just giving him a taste I knew wouldn't be that simple. He had a tongue that was unquenchable. He would thirst for more. He couldn't control his thirst. He's still learning how to do so. Thinking he just wanted a taste.