Fireworks

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Tributes to Lovers

I just met you minutes ago
but from the moment
you pulled me into you,
it felt like fireworks.


Your kisses were so soft and sensual.
Your breaths against my lips quick and short.

There's electricity in your stare;
your blue eyes light a spark in me.


Your hands grazed my skin so expertly

while your face was buried in my neck.


Your fingers found their way inside me
and discovered how hot you made me.


Feeling your throbbing excitement
as I gripped you fueled my passion.


I felt like if we didn't stop,
we would combust.


It would have been
the most beautiful explosion
I've ever witnessed,
but could we handle the fallout?

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