Walking beside you.
Your hand brushes against mine.
I can't even concentrate on what you're saying.
After all this talking, you're right next to me.
My stomach is in knots.
I make the first move.
A clumsy attempt to touch your lips with mine, but they connect.
I feel the tingle of a promising and tangible electricity.
I can barely wait till I'm alone with you.
My insides quiver with thoughts of your skin on mine.
No denying ...
that familiar feeling ...
of body chemistry.
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