First Kiss by Richard Maxfield 4-2-99 The night starts out kind of coy with a girl and a boy he yawns and stretches to place his arm where he thinks will do no harm he starts to wonder if she will flee if he reaches over and touches her knee he gains his courage and reaches over she gives a smile to make him bolder his heart is racing beating fast on her leg his hand at last she leans over in hope of a kiss this is one she will not miss he is not for sure it is what she wants with big soft eyes she starts to taunt he takes a chance to steal the kiss lips touch with heavenly bliss pressed together for a short while pull apart and with each a smile bodies flushed with passion excite and the thoughts of things that just might he thinks to himself he might try to inch his hand on to her thigh lips come together for a longer kiss pressed so tight with a slight twist to young bodies hormones rage thoughts and emotions set free from their cage their breath is short skin is flushed one more kiss not so rushed they lean in close for another what’s that sound it was her mother its time to come in say goodbye he will be back tomorrow for one more try she goes in her room with thoughts in her head takes a deep breath and falls on her bed he walks home in the dark of the night dreams of tomorrow and what just mightBirth sign: Not entered
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