Little hill
We climbed a little hill, unsure afraid
Trembling in innocence
Naked, and easy upon the grass
Exploring curiosity and naked desire.
She whispered: "I love you."
We kissed and I entered her.
Wondrously orgasmic we wept joyously
Wanting to remain forever entwined
Souls fused so lovingly into one.
Wow... I remember mine... It wasn't very good lol. Wish I could have described it the way you do. Beautiful poem.
An honest and gentle reflection upon a timeless moment. Might I suggest omitting the sub-title? You don't need it. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good way of telling such a fragile story :)