Last night we made love...
It was my first time.
How beautiful it felt,
To hold your body close to mine.

You crushed me in your arms,
And I was not afraid.
Fear did not shadow,
The love that we made.

After it was over,
You looked deep into my eyes,
And spoke tender words,
I know now were lies.

Now I sit here alone,
Pain stabbing at my heart,
For you never really loved me,
And you are not sad that we are apart.

Lesa MRK

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-night-we-made-love/