Sunday 29 March 2015

The moment

The moment

I’d like it to be tactile
A sense of cute unease
A gentle stroke across the arm
Just like a freshening breeze

A nervous telling smile
And glancing of your eyes
This little dance inside our minds
Reveals a nice surprise

A brushing of your fine locks
To see more of your face
A fact that we’re both shy right now
Just makes a certain grace

Then move in ever closer
Accepted with much glee
It’s now clear that for both of us
It’s here we’d rather be

This moment as we sit here
Now filled with total bliss
The time is now here just for us
Where we’ll have our first kiss

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