My first time


 You touch my soul like the sounds of the Spanish guitar,
Ashes hit the floor from a Cuban cigar,

Our eyes meet like it was the first time,
If love is wrong, then I must be committing a crime,

Dance with me Papi, under the stars and full moon,
Nothing else matters.. to leave would be too soon..


Lay with me, stay with me and make love to me,
Whatever my fate is tomorrow, I shall let it be

  • Author: AlitaOpal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2021 18:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: The first time of feeling sensuality, what a memory..
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 30


  • FredPeyer

    Beautiful Alita!

    • AlitaOpal

      Thank you Fred

    • dusk arising

      Lost into the lust of lovemaking.

      • AlitaOpal

        Thanks for taking the time to read 🌹

      • Neville

        this is a good example of why I fell in love with poetry .. and what a delightful introduction to your posts here at MPS .... Neville

        • AlitaOpal

          Thank you Neville, words are like paint.. isn't it wonderful?.. stay blessed 🌹

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