Apropos

(In remembrance)

The year we met and married. So much more than apropos.
The reversal of the numbers, we would quickly come to know
The first time I made love to you was in missionary style
It was good for both of us, brought on a satisfying smile

To be with you, as not before, was true love, and not a sin.
I hoped that you had felt it too, as I felt it way back then.
Before you, was just fucking, to satisfy my need to cum
Now I knew that there were two, and that neither one was numb

Foreplay was so important. Our tasting tongues would intertwine.
Hands and fingers would be wandering. That's not where we drew the line
I kissed you top to bottom. Sucked the nipples on your breast
You stroked my hard erection. My concentration put to test.

I spread your legs and kissed your inner thighs, spread your labia to see
That firm and moistened turn on spot that was waiting there for me
 I had never eaten pussy but I thought that I should try
I lifted up your firm round ass, and as I looked you in the eye,

I sucked and kissed your clitoris, tongued and licked your waiting slit
Found your “G” spot with two fingers, and I tickled it a bit.
Worked back to your asshole. Then I kissed you on each cheek
You screamed that I should stop it, and you'd give me just a week.

The year was 1969; as I said was apropos
We turned 'round to that position so we could carry on the show
Your pussy moist and juicy, your clitoris was fine
You slid my cock  between your lips. We both began to dine

To have you climax was my goal, to have you spray and wet my chin
While you were sucking on my shaft, for both of us it was a win
You moaned that you were cumming. I had a taste, was only right.
Then we turned around to copulate. Your hot pussy was so tight

We made love in all positions, top and bottom, front and back.
Standing in the shower, my erection in your crack.
In the front or back seat of the car, would feel the wonders of your slot
When I think of how it was back then, it still makes me hard and hot.

We dated for a month or two. I asked you if you'd be my wife
I could not keep my hands off you. I wanted you for all my life
That was over fifty years ago. There's nothing I would rearrange
I always had the best at home, never tried out any strange