the first time you kissed me
felt like the first time i'd been kissed
i was so nervous that night/morning
knowing that i could do things
that i'd never done before
funny how small changes
can have such a big effect
like the change from
wanting to kiss you to
being kissed by you
i miss the way you look in my eyes
as if you already know
what i dare not say and
all that i will say,
in the near and distant future
you touch me
constantly in new ways
i'm thinking there may be
no end to this
feeling
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