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Her First Night and Simpler Times
He gazed at his lover with awe,
A body without any flaw.
Like a stallion just born
With grace now adorned,
Their bodies were deeply enthralled.
For years I had watched her grow sure,
Her skills and her confidence pure.
The boy by her side,
Saw the pride in my eyes,
For my daughter, whose heart was unstirred.
In silence, they lay close together,
Clinging as if life might soon sever.
In the hallway, I stood,
Heard the creaks of the wood,
Their whispers as soft as a feather.
Beneath them, a mattress of old,
Where her life's first chapters were told.
With each tender moan,
Came a love newly shown,
Two children now mighty and bold.
The walls, bore witness to it all,
With her trophies next to childhood dolls,
She spread her legs wide
Leaving nothing to hide
From grace they were destined to fall.
A body without any flaw.
Like a stallion just born
With grace now adorned,
Their bodies were deeply enthralled.
For years I had watched her grow sure,
Her skills and her confidence pure.
The boy by her side,
Saw the pride in my eyes,
For my daughter, whose heart was unstirred.
In silence, they lay close together,
Clinging as if life might soon sever.
In the hallway, I stood,
Heard the creaks of the wood,
Their whispers as soft as a feather.
Beneath them, a mattress of old,
Where her life's first chapters were told.
With each tender moan,
Came a love newly shown,
Two children now mighty and bold.
The walls, bore witness to it all,
With her trophies next to childhood dolls,
She spread her legs wide
Leaving nothing to hide
From grace they were destined to fall.
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