First Time <br />The gentle weakness of heartbeat to heartbeat, <br />The closeness of flesh to flesh, <br />The slightest movement giving off sparks, <br /> <br />The sweat melting away all fears, <br />Stopping her innocent eyes from filling with tears, <br />As loving motions break into new places. <br /> <br />Now for the moment before it all ends, <br />Sweet explosions and rasping breath. <br /> <br />It’s all gone in this single instance><br /><br />WILFRED JOHN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heartbeat/
