Ophelia's Muse Poetry by Didi Menedez

The Teacher
by Didi Menendez

... A good teacher you were to me;
a virgin at your mercy.
You taught me how to hold
your erection with one hand,
softly massage you with the other,
pointed to where apply pressure,
when to go up and down,
how to roll the tongue around,
taught me how to push your skin back,
pointed to the thread,
that held it all together;
how to stimulate it,
take you deeply down my throat.

I gagged.

You made me do it
again and again
until I got it right
or you came,
made me swallow,
like eating raw oysters,
I developed a taste for it,
now I crave the Aphrodisiac.

You taught me well.

Made me practice for hours
while you stayed quiet,
I innocently not knowing if my lesson
was going well, looked up to your eyes,
tried to read your expression.
Silence stared back,
I imagined that the lesson had gone bad;
My teacher was not pleased.

Yes, you taught me well.

Then, when I had perfected my techniques,
You left me.
And now while you try to control
the woman that you call a wife,
others are reaping the rewards
of the lessons learned to perfection.

You taught me well.

So now the pupil,
becomes the Master.

...

Didi Menendez is the creator and web master/designer of Mi Poesias Poetry E-Zine. She is a single parent living in Miami who's been writing for two years and has published on-line in Experimentia. Her poetry will appear in Writer's Hood August 2001. Her current project is publishing a book of poetry, By Invitation Only, written by a select group of Internet writers. Email Didi Menendez.

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