When we touch,
a fire explodes,
the passion surrounds us.
Our first kiss,
full of love,
deeper and deeper it went.
The way you held me,
showed nothing but pure compassion,
a feeling rarely found.
Your body and mine,
so close and almost as one,
kisses laying on my neck.
The air,
played with our mouths,
as we kissed like it was only you and me.
Holding hands,
as if we were to jump together,
taking the chance to get hurt.
The first time,
I truly could open up,
let the option of pain arise.
Love,
the pleasure and craziness,
pure energy shared.
Hugs,
of love not friendship,
true caring feelings.
Words,
of romance,
expression.
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