To My First and Only Lover

How sweet that night you took my maidenhead,
When you persuaded me into your bed;
Your kisses took away all of my fear
And let me give to you what I held dear.
Your hands removed my clothes and then they drew
Patterns of fire on flesh, that swiftly grew
Into a hunger that could not be fed
Except by you in me and in your bed!

You opened up my legs, then opened me
With gentle grace, as wide as I could be.
But when you slid inside you stretched me more
And made quick work of my last inner door.
Your massive shaft spread me both deep and wide
Until your love came pouring out inside.