I should have paid more attention
Memorised each touch and caress
The taste of your lips the curve of your hips
Your bare thigh under your dress
I should remember the heat
Of your breath at the back of my ear
Nothing opaque or inscrutable.
Your hand taking mine to the divine
Giving me the OK, irrefutable.
As my fingers found your wetness
And you moaned an encouraging Yes
I should have made note in my mind
Of that moment forever, I guess.
I don't have a clear recollection
Of fumbling out of our clothes
Or the way you held my erection
I wish now, I did, I suppose.
And how your insides engulfed me
For not noting it, I am to blame
Your pussy like so many others
All different, yet always the same.
Yet in the heat of the moment
I knew this was something sublime
And should have paid more attention
For this was my last first time.