At First Time Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes, it was first time
We did not flirt or committed crime
It was gentle touch
She was flying in air as such

I was craving for her company
She was almost there for unity
We were a solid bond
With relation none to second

She may wait for hours
Until I make it and reach her
She will make me feel joyous
She reflected love through her eyes

She will always want me to put hand
Around her body and act as friend
She will demand no more
But search the mind and explore

We were of unique class
She will never entice or tease
She is marvelous human being
I am always her magnificent king

I will run after her
Catch and bring near
She will hesitate first
But surrender at last

She has everything at her disposal
Only awaits my nod and proposal
I will never say no to her desire
After all I am her close one and admirer