I was just sitting there, 
Thinking of all the things 
I had not experienced, 
Feeling the ache of my own womanhood, 
A bud expanding, 
Unwrapping itself within me. 
My body’s first gift revealed. 
My skin moist in expectation 
From an inner heat, 
A ghost whispered across 
The surface of my skin. 
There was a tremor. 
I had no words to describe 
Longing, 
I did not yet understand 
Need.

The sun drifted through sky lights, 
I thought that a sign, 
Laying stunning bright rays 
Across the golden glow of you, 
While dancing in those deep, 
Sea green eyes. 
Those eyes were suddenly staring 
Completely through me. 
God should never have created such eyes, 
Such temptation.

They are like the fleshy part 
At the ends of your fingers, 
Gliding along the skin 
Stretched smoothly across 
My collar bone. 
How do you define sin? 
This is simply an act of nature.

You rose tall and strong 
To slowly stride past me, 
Poise without practice, 
Confidence. 
Did I imagine the familiarity 
Of your scent, 
The purpose of your every movement or 
The clarity of your body’s function? 
You smiled as if you knew 
The me I had yet to recognize. 
For the first time I was conscious 
Of every breath, 
The shift of my heart’s beat, 
The shock of my own teeth 
As I bit at the fullness 
Of my lower lip.

I stood, 
No longer belonging to myself, 
To follow you 
Out of a side door marked 
Exit Only, 
Far from fearless 
But certain. 
You turned, 
Fluid like liquid heat, 
Mouthing the word 
Hello, 
To which I exhaled 
And my soul responded…

Yes.