First Date

Breathless, blushing, looking away

Glancing through eyelashes

Forgetting what day.

 

Engaging, arranging, planning a time

Head spinning, heart racing

Feeling sublime.

 

Dressing, undressing, dressing again.

Practise your greeting

But tongue-tied anyway.

 

Soaked to the skin but unaware

His hand in yours

You’re walking on air.

 

Craving, desiring, offering up lips

Time going slowly

Awaiting the kiss

 

Longing, missing, lying awake

Dreaming, hoping          

Barely able to wait.

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