Making love for the first time is icicle hot Both not knowing whether it was done right or not Feelings building quite rapidly at first Then comes their revelation for the hunger and the thirst As each is touched for the very first time Their awkwardness is anything but sublime They know not what is expected of the other And at times they may feel like they're being smothered Then all at once it begins to make sense And the rhythm becomes more relaxed and less tense From then on the motions are in sync And neither has time to blink All at once their plateau has been reached And both begin to let out their anticipation with a screech From then on the act itself is a piece of cake And neither of them will never again have to fake They're bound by their love from this point on And their love will continue to grow above and beyond.
Reason for writing:
Written from how I felt then... :o)
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