Virgin Marriage
Leaving the bed,
he stood before the mirror.
At age twenty-one
his face is youthful and handsome,
his eyes clear,
his chest and arms solid,
his stomach and buttocks tight,
his calves muscled and,
all but quivering with expectation,
his penis jutted rigidly forward
because,
in just a few minutes…
looking to the bathroom door.
In just a few minutes the young woman
would come out
and,
for the first time in either life,
they,
the young man and young woman,
married hours earlier,
for the first time in either life
the young man and young woman
would complete the act of sex,
would complete the act of love,
together,
with each other…
Virgins,
both feel God had given this,
this “first time” to them.
Returning to the bed,
water still running,
he looked to the bathroom door.
Realizing,
leaving the bed,
the young man turned the television off.
Retuning to the bed,
water still running,
he looked to the bathroom door.
Lying nude atop the blanket,
feeling a bit obvious,
pulling the folded blanket
from the foot of the bed,
the young man covered himself to the waist.
Silence.
Looking to the bathroom door.
Silence.
Ten minutes…
Fifteen minutes…
The knob turned.
The door opened.
“Oh…”
Afraid any sound or movement
would dissipate the dream before him,
for…
The living embodiment of a thousand longing dreams.
The hand-held lingering of a thousand empty,
passionate nights.
Feeling a tightening in his throat,
feeling a binding within his chest
and a stinging in his eyes,
because…
A study of youth and beauty…
Cinched at the waist,
the long, diaphanous gown
opened into an inverted “V”
from below the shadow of
her pubic hair
and widened as it fell along
the woman’s long,
slender legs ending at her bare feet.
The “V” of the gown widened from the waist up,
leaving the young woman’s chest bare
but covered both breasts with a transparent,
white sheen.
Eaisly visible,
The young woman’s breasts lay
slightly to the sides of her chest;
the dark-pink areola of her nipples
having a soft white cast,
and…
Not sure how to proceed,
she stood perfectly still, as…
In this protracted moment,
in this flickering point in time
the absolute beauty of his nineteen-year old bride
became indelibly etched onto the young man’s mind.
Taking a step towards the bed…
“No.”
Finding his voice,
throwing the cover off,
coming off the bed…
Not quite the reaction she’d expected.
Surprised, disappointed,
expecting him to be aroused,
his penis engorged…
It wasn’t.
The young woman
had no way of knowing
the reaction of her new husband
was far in excess of anything
she could possibly imagine.
For this moment in time
was the culmination of
the young man’s dreams,
of the young man’s fantasies,
and if the Ark of God
were suddenly to be placed before his eyes,
it would not,
it could not be more revered than…
Standing before his bride,
this moment in time
this moment more holy than sexual.
“Oh, God!”
Finding his voice,
“You’re beautiful!”
Having no way to describe his feelings,
feeling his words inadequate,
His voice husky,
“So beautiful!”
His heartfelt emotion
bringing tears to his eyes,
“I love you!”
Placing his hands on either side of her face,
“I love you!
Oh, God, I love you so much!”
“I love you!”
Placing her arms about his waist,
“I love you,”
moving her body against his…
Their lips met
and…
The electrical contact of
her lips onto his lips,
of her body onto his body
caused an immediate,
non-holy reaction
as blood pumped into millions
of soft, sponge-like cells
and,
the young man’s penis
jerked upward and moved outward
as…
Her body held tightly against his body,
the warmth of her breasts,
the softness of her breasts
pressed against his chest,
her thighs against his thighs,
as…
Pushing through,
feeling “him” there,
within the upper breach of her thighs,
“Oh, God!”
Holding both buttocks,
her nails making sharp impressions
in the soft flesh,
“I love you!”
As…
Moving back a foot,
he untied the sash…
Moving back a foot,
shrugging her shoulders…
The sheer gown fluttered to the floor.
“My, God!”
Unable to take his eyes
from the absolute beauty
of his bride.
Seeing now,
for the first time,
the fully nude body of his wife,
“You’re beautiful.”
In his mind
his words still inadequate,
“So beautiful!”
Reaching to him, encircling him.
His eyes closed to the ecstasy of her touch.
“Lay next to me,”
the young woman said.
“love me.”
Their lips and bodies meeting,
the young man and young woman,
the husband and wife
lay closely together.
Joy L. Hale
Your pal,
Anna