ethereal.otherworldly

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first kiss

September 24, 2017

the moonlight filtering through the blinds illuminates his face. his eyes are sparkling. they're daring me to do this and god, how i want to. his eyelashes flutter closed.

he smiles.

i lean forward and do it. all of a sudden, much sooner than i know what to do his lips are on mine and the world is upside down. i understand now. all these fusses about first kisses. i feel like magic is coursing through my veins.

i open my mouth and let him in. i imagine how we must look, two boys in a trance. 

in love.

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