First Kiss
he held my hand at sunset,
caressed my arm as we watched the ripples on the ocean,
leaving the hairs on my back standing,
anticipating,
the most passionate first kiss
gently pulling me close
as I feel weak in the knees
tingling all over as he held me close
for a long time our senses soaring
beyond the present
like a magic the world spinning
nothing else matters
but the two of us
in our heavenly embrace
of our first kiss
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