Stretched out on the floor  
our 'bed of pillows'  
she laid between my legs  
me, leaning against the couch  
as her head and body rested  
on my chest, within my arms  
We watched Swingers  
for the umpteenth time—  
her fingertips  
circled the delicate skin  
of my hands and wrists  
bewitched - I watched her, unknown  
relishing each caress of her fingers,  
deeply inhaling the smell  
of coconut mixed  
with Florida sunshine  
A combination  
that still inflames,  
when sense memory  
instantly bellows a cry  
of her remembrance.  
Pinpointing sexuality's self origins,  
where a heart and body's  
enmeshed realizations  
spurs confidence  
in a conjoined reaction  
of newly blossomed raw ardour  
to her  
and her affects on me  
Relief, at it finally making perfect sense.  
Desires for her  
so exquisitely pure—  
cherished and white hot  
were always there  
A lifetime of curious neediness  
met and satiated  
in every way  
i had once hidden  
then, decidedly shown  
Written by Bluevelvete
Published | Edited 6th Jun 2021
Author's Note
The memory of my first time letting go and fully accepting that what I desired was 100% worthy of exploring.... I was in my early twenties...
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