first timer

holding you without allowed resistance
i watched your every move
hands, open then clenched
your lips only sometimes in sync
with the squint i saw as your eyes
drooped and wide-eyed, you even sometimes smiled

the partial and barely audible
pre-moan of your opening soul
to a place unknown, but aware of
your start and stop in trepidatious measures
only melted you further
revealing you in weakening modes
aware and unaware in harmony

your neck rigid and arched
as you dig yourself deeper
with this perfect stranger
as the petal to the orchid
you allow your own unfolding
open and accepting to all he sees
releasing, for the first time, your splendor