That wonder whether to go slow or fast
Some jump in whilst others make it last
You desire for your kiss to burn with passion
He may want it to go in that TV stud fashion
Wonder if you'll be nudged awake by regrets
He ponders where to harken your love secrets
Before you know it you are entangled in the do
You are an adventurer without a single clue
They say in that moment bodies are one
I say in that lament melodies are born
A rippling joyous pain cascades within
Gripping sensuous rain marinades between
The motion is slow and fast
The feel of it lasts and lasts
An exquisite release is heard
The requisite bliss is mirrored
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...and the first time happens only once...I like your style.