I was unskilled in kissing.
You taught me.
Made me see, what I was missing?

I was unskilled in loving.
You taught me more than just the physical.
You gave me lessons in the emotional.

My proficiency in many things was exposed.
All way down from my head to my toes.

I was unskilled with my hands.
You show me ways to use them to accomplish my goals.
And for that, I'm so thankful.

I was like many men when tested.
Afraid to admit I needed romantic lessons.
Just riding and going with the flow.
Then I met you and was exposed.
But you taught me.

You was so patience.
Which support that saying patience is a virtue.
Cause I was unskilled in loving.

Then again, one of us had to be the teacher.
And the other the pupil.
In this case, it was me.