His hands around my waist,
Mine tightly around his neck.
I look into his gentle eyes
Which focus solely on mine,
Slightly moving to adjust the gaze from my left eye to my right.
But there is an intimate connection linked between the gaze.
As I stand there,
My body is encompassed by fluttery tinglyness
That lifts my feet off the ground.
I should feel nervous and vulnerable,
Yet I am protected in his arms.
He slowly moves his head in closer to mine
Slightly leaning to my left and mine to my right.
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