MUSIC ON

I remember the sound of your voice

Calling out my name,

Making me feel exposed 

To your delicate hands -

Leaving fingerprints all over my body.

Then there was your lip

caressed to my neck,

I wanted to have your initials

 Inscribed all over my back.

Not because I am yours,

But because we are each others'.

He breathed the sound of love.

She showed him the taste of affections.

They moved to the rhythm of what's forbidden.

They knew they should be hidden.

Young and Wild 

Are two words often used 

To describe the innocence lost.

But never once did people acknowledge

The new beginning 

Into an experience,

 They never thought they would come to know 

Until now.