The shy smile from the young girl as they meet.
The hesitant movement of bashful feet.
Words are exchanged at a quiet easy rate,
As two sets of eyes warm to their fate.
Her weight on his arm as down the street they walk.
Past places both know, the two lovers talk.
Dusk moves calmly into night.
The world around is lost to their sight.
Moist are the hands as touch they must.
A feeling warms that they know is just.
Arms circle a narrow waist.
Lips hunger for the first sweet taste.
Arms pulling down on a neck so tall.
Breath from a mouth expressing its call.
Reaching that moment, that feeling of bliss.
Remembered for always is that first haunting kiss.
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