| First Time |
| Lips upon lips Skin upon skin Touch me gently Just don't rush it Fingers softly probing Skin never before touched Kisses placed in places One thought could never be Make it last Don't be so rough It's the first time Is this called love? Pain briefly stinging Pleasure takes its place Pressure building steadily Soaring above the world The pleasure's all gone No more pain as well But what thought was love Was replaced by used instead ©2003 Veronica Veenstra |