His First Kiss

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He caught her eyes of drowned
want; the intense craving to be seen‚
touched‚ held

loved

splattered ink on her face it was–
a great big mess she was

and so so so violently beautiful

that his heart knotted and melted in the fall of autumn

chest thudding;
ragged breathing;

he saw her –
wanting to touch
wanting to hold

loving her already; gluing her splintered heart with his first kiss

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