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Purfumed Virgin Vessel

My fingers count your ribs slender and firm    
Feeling the rise of each breath
I slowly kiss new soft hairs of youth  
Shining blond from the hallway light    
Forever warm from birth until death    
   
A whimper from your throat and parting knees say yes    
Then hips raise your pubic mound    
Oh God, what a lovely display!    
Gate to your treasure    
Where all future loves will pass    
   
But, tonight your perfumed virgin vessel is mine    
Silent behind your opened gates  
My hardened probe slides smoothly in    
Hot skin touching hot skin    
Our bodies cautiously sigh in surrender to their fate    
   
Our psyches vanish in the tangled sinew of animal selves    
Lost in sprawling submission to our grand design    
Our softly smacking flesh marks the passing of time  
Ending too soon in bursts of light behind our eyes  
As the energy of a summer storm floods our spines
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
Published
Author's Note
Something magical about that first sex of a lifetime.
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