One touch,
Not much?
No, it’s everything.
The spark of any romance.
None of this is happenstance.
A connection based in chemistry,
Leads to a moment of pure ectacy.
Starting with a greeting,
Turns into a meeting.
My hands shaking,
Your hands taking.
A flash, then smash…
Everything goes lightspeed.
Gripping.
Stripping.
Ripping.
Tipping.
Laughter and tears.
Years and years.
That touch started a reaction.
One based on pure attraction.
Two halves forever whole.
Symbiotic— Mind, body and soul.
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