“After long talks,

After some overly friendly gestures,

After trying to explain why you want to,

After touching my lips twice & saying you didn’t do,

After a heartbreaking confession, why can’t we end up with each other as a deuce!

After the fear of being whoosis,

After countless smiles & laughs,

After lots of muttering & denial of the fact I want to,

You finally held me, took my hair back, and even confessed you learned it last night through YouTube,

I felt the warmth, as you came near,

We finally touched each other’s lips and,

You finally kissed me for real,

I remember you even complained, why I ain't kissing you,

It feels like “I’m the only one who is doing so!”

Meanwhile, I even asked & told you “I didn’t know we can talk & laugh, while we kiss thou...”

We both wondered how the kiss was,

Knowing the fact this was the 1^st for both indeed.

My lips were in yours & yours in mine,

Well, we kissed & kissed,

Kisses after kisses,

From forehead to eyes, from nose to lips,

All over the cheeks,

Impulsively racing the breathes,

Touch of yours, over my body, my hand around your neck & the ear – OH! GOD SPARE!

It was electrifying, mesmerizingly rare,

It was the magic of the 1^st time, it felt mystically real,

 Your car felt like a home,

And

You felt like the only person I know,

Meantime, do you remember it rained as soon as we kissed?

Do you remember the same thing that happened when we 1st touched each other’s cheeks?

And wait, it rained every time we meet!
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-2017