The Wellspring

Remember our first time?

Our bodies were still so unfamiliar

an inadvertent tickle,

a collision of elbows,

a foot falling asleep

I recall that we laughed

at our clumsiness

as much as we attempted

the want of it all

Every time we would start over,

I could not restrain that dumb look that

would incite

another

giggle!

So exhilarating the sight of you

holding your hands upon your naked belly

as you would fight for breath

between the jubilant howls and happy tears

It felt unbelievably free

to let that easy breeze waft

under our laps and

between

our toes

We have since refined our finest art

with the deft fluency of

our lovers' affinity

In our time, you have shown me

so much

How it feels to feel reckless

abandon, to touch

lips to

risen skin, to

come with

another...

But on that first night, I believe

we were not yet making love,

but

rather, experimenting with the wellspring

of its evolution