Linger.

That first moment.

She saw this girl, walking towards her direction.

Giddy, as a kid on Christmas day. Nervous, desperate on what to say.

Butterflies, fluttering in a  million different ways.

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Dream Sequence.

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One look. One touch. One kiss.

Our first. My first. Her first.

Her eyes. Her lips. Her scent.

I breathe. I lived. I thirst.

She inhaled. She shivered. She moaned.

We fell. We craved. We loved.

Bets off. All in.