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Getting Lucky
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Tributes to Lovers I gave you my virginity
at one of the lowest
points of my life.
And I didn't even
know your last name
or how old you are.
You hold it over my head
like somehow you earned it,
like you own me.
You got lucky (in more ways than one):
you were just at the right place
at the right time.
I used you because
I was desperate for intimacy,
but not that kind of intimacy.
I wanted someone to know me,
deeply and personally know me
and sex was close enough.
Writing and posting this poem
Writing and posting this poem surely requires an honesty and strength of character and soul that few of us can actually achieve. I applaud your accomplishment---not only verbally, but in the candor of your words. You are---truly---one of PostPoems' finest.
Starward