LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ellemo

The first time...no words are more sweet
No thought more cherished no desire more intense
The first time ...I savour the phrase, barely a whisper,  the air around it too dense
Too dense, protected from the reality that our lives are in suspense
As we wait for the first time.

When our skin finally meets and our heartbeats sync
When our bodies blur, limbs interlinked
Eager fingers trace each curve, each line
Covering all of you making it mine
Holding my breath ...for the first time

Quivering air escapes from my lips
Anticipation builds patience slips
Gripping, tugging, ripping pulling
Reaching, undoing, passion pursuing
Inhaling all of you... for the first time

Sweet loving, thrusting and pulsing
Rhythmic euphoric, blissfully convulsing  
Our bodies erupt in thick hot Ecstacy
Reality surpassing unfulfilled fantasy
I let go and exhale...for the first time


Now we’re quiet, tangled, skin still warm
Soft laughter rising after the storm
Your touch stays with me, sweet like a sign
Like I’ve been found, like you’re finally mine
Floating in peace…for the first time
Heart wide open, nothing to prove
Just slow kisses and the way we move
In your arms I forget the climb
All that waiting turns to divine
I melt and believe…for the first time