The First Time I Loved

The first time I loved
I was nestled in your arms;
I cannot forget
how you wooed me with your charm.
You made me feel rare,
like I was one of a kind.
I felt so special;
you told me I was divine,
smart, breathtaking, and
the most ravishing of all.
The first time I grieved
I was completely appalled;
I cannot forget
how you touched her with your hands.
You made me feel used,
like a rag on your washstand.
I felt so stupid;
you flat out lied to my face.
The first time I loved,
a time I was so disgraced,
still, I'd not have it replaced.

A Naga Uta Poem has a syllable structure of 5/7/5/7/5/7/5/7/5/7... etc. The length can be as long or short as the poet wishes. The end of the poem must have a syllabic structure of 5/7/7. Rhyme and meter are not required.

2nd place in Charles's Monthly Poetry Contest 12/2011