Heart beat,
Pulse race.
Lick lips,
Red face.
Sweaty palms,
Clammy head.
Meeting eyes,
Nothing said.
A brief exchange,
A brush of lips.
A tense giggle,
Hair standing on tips.
Atmosphere gone wild,
Two people gone mad.
This build up is crazy,
This build up is sad.
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The spark in the air The raising of hair The chill down your spine Knowing one day your mine The electric feeling Proximity reeling The skins first touch It means so much sense the...
Her stomach began to do summersaults as he got closer. He placed his hand on her cheek and they burned up. He kissed her lips gently and her heart joined in with the summersaulting.
The nervousness builds. It's been a battle of wills. Should we test a theory. Think of a hypothesis or input a query. Should we make like scientists. In a passion war we could enlist.
A chance meeting. A fast heart beating. A bond closer than most. I shouldn't really boast. A meeting of minds. A coincidence you may find. A nervous feeling. I wasn't wearing anything revealing.
I'd taken myself home. I was a little annoyed with Lloyd, but he'd taken the time to explain that she was looking for me, just didn't have much time.
The adrenaline Is already coursing, Through every vein, I'm like a runner On the blocks, Waiting for the Release of the Starting shot.
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