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“Just do it” she said with her perfectly shaped mouth,

leaning in towards me, lips hanging on,

lonely, waiting for mine.

I’m in a bind. I can not kiss her

Here she stands announcing her thoughts

That she may be bisexual, known or not

The four of us sit in a circle, looking

Over and over, each of us lock eyes

“I’ve never kissed a girl” say the other three

United we stand, all that is, but me.

The plan that they did derive

Is that we bring ourselves alive

Changing this past, and locking lips.

Breaking boundaries, touching hips.

Four girls. Three kisses for each.

Twelve kisses total that others would miss.

The summer before, I was kissed by a girl. Otherwise, I was just like them, untouched by female lips.

Did it seem like a good idea? Not at all.

The first two lock lips: they don’t like each other.

They want to like women. the kiss keeps on going.

The longer they kiss, the bigger the knot in my stomach becomes.

Hesitations are arising, the next kiss coming soon

I am sitting here and hoping when it comes I’ll be immune.

“It doesn’t matter that we have boyfriends” whispers she

“It’s not as if we like each other” words assuring me.

Ava leans in, pursing her lips, smelling soft and sweet

Then I back up just before my lips with her should meet.

Judgments passing ‘round the room, burning up my soul.

Accusations envelop me, as they stare with horrid eyes

“She’s clearly homophobic”; ignorant to the lies.

I want her. So badly. And no one sees through the guise.

I’ve wanted her for ages. The chance is here at last.

I’ll never forgive myself once this night has passed.

In a bind. I sit. Waiting. Shaking. Innocent. Lost. Losing.

The three lean in, touching tongues. Waiting for my fourth.

In fear of bad assumptions, I let mine set forth.

Cheating may not be the right way to win, but let me tell you, I have won.

Beautiful girl, short clean messed up hair, perfect lips, eyes, and chin.

I never thought kissing girls was wrong

I had simply wanted her all along.

Letting myself feel this perfect kiss

Experiencing nothing but bliss

Falling into endless oblivion, loving to share this memory

With one girl I will always want, and never have

Except for one moment that I cheated my way in to

And they cheated me into partaking in.

Ava’s lips, forever marked in my memory,

My heart, my mind, and eternally in my desires.