The First


Passion.

Smoldering.

That tingling feeling.

The anticipation mixed with excitement wrestling just below the surface.

Second after painful second, the moment nears.

The smell of her perfume fills me.

Our faces close.

My heart races.

Our eyes lock.

Our lips touch.

Finally.

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12 thoughts on “The First

    1. Thank you, glad you enjoyed it. (oddly, I let someone else read it and they said something similar. I never noticed it when I wrote it, so when she said it I was like.. cool! Yeah, I’m weird like that.)

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