Saturday 5 March 2011

Across the Room

Across the room I catch his eye
I try my best to shyly smile
Deep inside I feel the flutter
Along he comes with a cool, confident swagger
Approaching slowly with a long stride
I giggle and blush, let out a shudder
Then finally he's at my side
His hand in mine, our lips brush
My heart racing, legs a quiver
Tingling in my toes is only the start

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