We touch foreheads, we close our eyes
Palms get sweaty and shiver in disguise
Our hearts pound and thoughts get clear
Scared of rejection but the time is near
A smirk of acceptance and a pucker of lips
Butterflies and birdies dance in the twigs
The stare of temptation tainted with love
Embraced in our arms like wrapped in a glove
The time has come and we finally connect
Hands on the hips and breath on the neck
Courtship begun, attraction fulfilled
Lost in each other with time standing still
We pull back from each other, first kiss is up
Next kiss is coming, time to pucker back up
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