First Date

First date flutters, nervous butterflies crawling

Smiling, wishing, secretly wanting

Inching closer on the couch, just a little bit more

Wondering, nervously, what could be in store

Finally next to you, leaning against your chest

Biting my smiling lips, wondering if this is a test

As the movie plays outside of my attention,

Your arm slips around me, getting my affection

Sighing with relief, taking a deep breath, smiling too.

I realize this is perfect, and all I want is you.

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