First
by Recceanna Valourawynne (reccea@innocent.com)

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I feel it whisper down my back
Caressing the places in my spine
That still reverberate with feeling
And even past that
To those soft hollows that 
Haven’t had a spark of life
In years
With my eyes closed
I’d swear I could feel my knees weaken
It’s a good thing I can’t stand up
The tingle snakes back up my thighs
It curls about my stomach 
Before lingering in my chest
I feel my heart skip several beats
That really can’t be good
And my breath is stuck in my throat
But I think it likes being stuck there
I like the feeling of drowning
Drowning in him
In it
The moment 
Fingers clasp at each other
And when my heart starts to beat again 
It’s thundering in my ears
Pounding faster than I can ever remember 
Louder than anything I’ve ever heard
And I’m consumed by it all
Every tingle
Every spark
All of the blood rushing into my head
To be displayed cheerily on my cheeks
And then it’s over
Probably hadn’t lasted more then a few moments
Just enough time to clasp hands really
And make the move forward
Into uncharted and fiercely desired territory
Now there was only one question left…
"Tell me Grayson, who taught you how to kiss?"