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First Kiss

His warm breath
Caresses my face,
And I can almost hear
His breath quicken.

I can almost
See my reflection
In his gleaming eyes,
As his hands being to
Caress my curls.

The closer he gets,
The faster our hearts beat,
In unison.

And the moment
Our lips touch
I feel my heart
Explode,
And I am sure
He feels it too
Because I can feel his.





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