Chickening Out

February 21, 2018
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I glance up and eyes meet.
Smiles soften, heartbeats quicken.
He pulls me in, nose to nose,
hand on my cheek…I lurch
and soft and skittish giggles escape.
So he settles for kissing my cheek.

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