There was a time you tempted me
With sweets and candy dreams
Seems so long ago, and then
A gap I bridge from now to then
Memory draws me back…
Into your room, into your bed
Scents and sounds inside my head,
Surround me where we lay
With that, there’s so much more to say
The way you made me feel
Racing toward those midnight hours
Weeds in place of fragrant flowers

You guided me the way you wanted…
Magical, intense, enchanted
Slanted disposition,
Seeing things I thought were true.
You certainly knew a thing or two,
About those slippery words…
The ones I heard about in books,
In magazines for sex, we learned
Words of wanting, dirty looks,
Filthy minds, and squirting roses

And how was I to know this?
Twelve years old, hormones raging
Eyes wide open, turning pages
Pictures at an Exhibition,
Seems to be a dream I nurtured
The facts were skewed,
Our views contorted,
Reality somewhat distorted
We do as we are shown
Fantasies of sex we’re sold,
My friends did much the same
Placing hope inside a name;
And soon we’re hearing angels sing
Attracted to those darker things,

The kinds that bind us to desire,
Set those teenage hearts on fire;
I kissed you once, and then again
It was a revelation, yes,
Inspired by such dark temptations
Stirring flames, why would I care?
Spin the bottle, truth or dare
Games we played, they never end.
Older now, we still pretend.
Restraints we cherish,
Release restricted, Freddy, Say Relax.

And how do we become addicted?
Wanting things we cannot have…
Needful things we crave like food;
A mood, I can’t forget
You said, “You’re doing fine.”
Now touch me here, just cross the line
You showed me how to breathe you in.
To feel your pulsing heart
Make sure to finish what you start,
Never stop until the end…

In retrospect, I wanted more…
Something more than friends.
Words of love I never knew
But I was young, a fool, it’s true,
I thought you were the one
And with your tongue you teased,
And so you taught me how to taste
No mysteries to speak of;
No drops of rain to waste
And what is it that resonates
Like pink inside the mind?
Intentions now unraveling
As the answers come too fast
Try it again, just let it go,
That’s perfect, Tommy, make it last
And with that, the boy’s imprinted
Like a tattoo on the brain
A memory that’s a bargain
Like an omnipresent stain

TM DiSarro
From: THE MEMORY OF RAIN
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