The kiss

My heart thumps as he passes by.
I do my best to flutter my eyelashes.
I grin in his way, he gets the hint.
His cheeks blush to a red tint.
I swish back my hair, and encourage a kiss.
He starts to lean in, am I imagining?
I stand on my tippy toes, hoping this is real.
His lip touch mine.
For a second, or two.
I seem to be speechless. I thought I was reach-less.
My love grows, I feel like a dove, I could fly if only I tried.
P.s. I know it sucks but no mean comments please.
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