Woman To Woman...

Woman To Woman...        
(A Spoken Word Poem)      
       
The Touch of a Woman was something that I'd never known,        
But I had thought about it and must admit, it turned me on.        
When you approached me that first time, I didn't know quite what to do.       
I couldn't deal with my desire, but still, so much, I wanted you.        
Reservations had always held me back,        
From pursuing this intimate interest.        
Although a woman's touch I wanted, so bad,        
Just kept my desires suppressed.        
Now, there you were, in front of me,    
Offering me, just what I wanted.        
Offering me, the Ecstasy,        
By which my dreams have been, so haunted.        
I was excited by the thought.        
The yearning, inside me, just couldn't be fought,      
Needed to be sought,        
So, my hunger, I just gave into,        
And let you plunder, do whatever you wanted to.      
To the experience, there was no comparison.        
Never had I been so glad to lose my innocence,      
And try something different from what I knew.        
By each and every thing you did, I was, totally... seduced.    
   
I could feel my heart go pitter-patter.        
I didn't know quite what to do.        
The love and passion I had so sought after    
Was now being offered by you.        
Couldn't wait to quench my insatiable, amative, lustful thirst.      
You took me by the hand and said, "I want to be your first,"  
That you could tell, that I was interested, and wanted to know how lesbian love worked,        
So, we explored my curiosity.        
I didn't even have to say a word; you just knew that you could have me,        
And I willingly let you have your way.        
Oh, how I loved our night, of sensual, sexual, sapphic play.    
It was all that I could want.    
Never before had I known, such erotic, amatory passion.    
It was a wonderful night of sapphic satisfaction,    
An incredible night of pleasure... orgasms... Woman to Woman.