I shouldn’t have,

but I gave an inch

to temptation,

and oh my God

it took me through

a green river

with salt water,

stinging my loneliness,

and flowing through

my veins.

I had an itch

to call Ava

to drop her

love bombs.

She had a pretty

name for a tortured

soul with an afterglow

of God’s favorite angel.

Ava’s long, red hair spiraled

to the small of her back

back when I looked

her over in class.

God taught me more

than I’d wanted to know

about lust and how to resist

that part I hadn’t figured out.

Ava’s kindness guided me

to her couch to read a book

and showed me around her

house.

Somehow, we ended up where

we are now ten years later.

Married and together in bed.

By Andy Cooper

From: United States

Twitter: AC0040