Who can ever
forget the first time they made love, and discovered that religion does not have a monopoly on spirituality...?
'If music be the food of love, play on...' [Shakespeare, Twelfth Night]
'If music be the food of love, play on...' [Shakespeare, Twelfth Night]
FIRST
SYMPHONY, PLAY ON ....
Our very first lovemaking
saw me nervous, shy,
saw me nervous, shy,
and very unsure of myself,
scared you might
feel let
down, disappointed
in me,
that I wouldn’t
send the
same electric shocks
through
your whole body
as you
were passing into mine
with
every deft caress,
each
lingering kiss on my lips,
gently
tongued apart
for strawberries
and cream
on as glorious a summer’s day
as to waken the dead
as to waken the dead
My fears, they melted away
the more I felt at ease
and safe with you, learning
how best to respond
to the all-inspiring rhythm
of a your nakedness
teaching me that same symphony
and safe with you, learning
how best to respond
to the all-inspiring rhythm
of a your nakedness
teaching me that same symphony
of sex as
composed
by the twin spirits of Passion
and Desire, worshipped
by lovers across all time and space;
fine men and women
creating brave new worlds
for future generations to explore,
and leave their mark
and Desire, worshipped
by lovers across all time and space;
fine men and women
creating brave new worlds
for future generations to explore,
and leave their mark
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2010; 2019
[Note: An
earlier version of this poem appears in On the Battlefields of Love by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010.]
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