Her first was unpleasant,
Clumsy at best – though her surprise –
He touched her gently.
Callous hushed stories
Written throughout history
Centuries of women
Horror tales of their own damned experience.
Duty was not his only desire,
He cuddled and questioned
“Did she like it?”
She dared crave to try again.
She and he became they.
They practiced. They explored.
All night until morning dawned.
Unpleasant evolved to pleasure.
The only evidence of their intimacy.
Had smeared and stained the sheets they decided to share always.