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The First Time

The first time I made love to you
Was on a Sunday in the day
We were lying on the master bed
Both your parents were away
 
They went to church on every Sunday
They went there with one accord
We did not plan for it to happen
But that it did, I praise the Lord
 
We were side by side upon the bed
Speaking of your present life
You were in the process of divorce
You were another's present wife
 
That he was living with another
Was the reason for decree
I was only there to help you
To tell your troubles all to me
 
Were fully clothed except for shoes
What we spoke of, not a joke
I put my arms around you
Pulled you closer as we spoke
 
I felt what you were feeling
As I listened to your voice
I felt the Lord was with us
I had reason to rejoice
 
I had also had a cheating spouse
Who Dear Johned me in the 'Nam
Never thought there'd be another
Now just look at where I am
 
Loved that you were there beside me
You were trusting me to listen
Don't remember how it happened
Very soon our mouths were kissin'
 
Our hands began exploring
On that bed there in the house
I had no inclination
That very soon you'd be my spouse
 
As we progressed, we shed our clothes
Your bare breasts were so grand  
Sucked upon your hardened nipples
Massaged your vulva with my hand
 
With your hand on my erection
Both of us could feel the heat
You spread your legs, I got on top
And I offered you my meat
 
You said “don't!” and then said, “stop!”
Several times and then as one
The words “Don't Stop!” are all I heard
Our love making had begun
 
My naked chest slid on your breasts
As I stroked in your abyss
Our lips above still touching
Adding both tongues to the kiss
 
Hips were grinding on each other
As I drove myself inside
As I gave you every inch I had
Our pubic bones would oft collide
 
Time was lost as we made love
As we both felt the fire
It was the best I'd ever had
If I said not, I'd be a liar
 
I felt your wetness on my balls
My penis hard and pumping free
It was our first time making love
You orgasmed hard with me
 
That was over fifty years ago
We were wed before year end
I have never had another
You were my lover, wife, best friend
 
Last year in January
Our Lord and God took you to stay
Left me behind to carry on
Has been showing me the way
 
I still miss you and still love you
My love for you will never end
If another ever lights my fire
There will be three of us, my friend
 
God blessed us both with all those years
From the time we first made love
We were faithful to each other
Now you're both watching from above
 
Written by eightmore
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Author's Note
I am interested in finding someone who has similar thoughts as mine. It is okay if you have lost someone but still have them in your heart to be involved in future relationships. I would expect nothing less. Sharing is caring.

Have you ever thought about being involved with someone who has lost their true love and soul mate in life and wants to share the love that still continues in their heart. Would you ever think of being that open and not jealous. I would appreciate your honesty. Am I expecting too much? For me, that's the way it has to be.
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