Our First Kiss Poem by Mason Whitted

My pulse is racing
My pulse is racing
Heartbeat, heartbeat
Adrenaline never felt so good,
Butterflies dig a pit within me
My heart beats faster as it sinks low
Each finger tingles with a unique sensation
Each blood vessel bulges and beats along with my heart

I feel light headed, I'm dizzy
I'm falling apart
The warm openings of each pour squeezing out sweat to keep cool
My arms around your back and my eyebrows twitching with fear
The elegant words spilling from your velvet gold lips
"I want to try something"

The cool press upon my lips warming up my whole being
I examine every cell on your face
The perfect composition and aesthetics, most divine
All I know to do is hold tight