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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

The First Kiss

Pressed up against a wall,
Unexpected.
Nervous; butterflies fluttering about.
Hot and exciting,
Passionate.
Make it last,
Bursts of happiness.
Bleeding lips, nervous laughs,
Hand-in-hand,
Love is found.

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