My heart beats in my ears, echoing the beats as they get closer together. My breath speeds, shallow and and fluttering beneath my chest. Words surface but will not enter my mouth, instead linger in my throat.
A hand brushed against mine sends electricity into my body and fire into my cheeks. My body feels more alive, as if every moment before this one it has been void of life.
We move closer together, close enough that the heat of our bodies combines in a red energy between us. Though my mind had been racing only seconds before, I cannot seem to recall a single thought now. I can feel hot breath against my face, then, closer still, on my lips. They tingle with anticipation of the moment. Finally our lips meet. A surge of energy reaches down the pathway deep inside connecting our lips to all things sensual.
My body arches as if any space between us must be consumed. We are more intertwined than we will ever be again, for this moment comes only once. It is a moment to be savored, treasured and tasted like a fine wine. It cannot last forever, such rapture sustained for too long would seem like euphoria but be insanity in disguise. And so it passes and becomes a sweet memory. That of a first kiss.
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