Chapstick

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I can notice her from a mile away.
When she speaks, she pulls me in like a siren luring in lost fishermen.
The closer I get to her the more my heartbeat vibrates.
I finally gain the confidence and lean in to her silky lips.
Staring back at me she gets closer, her eyelids coming together.
As Our lips collide, I taste her cherry chapstick.
Everything around us disappears.
A state of euphoria floods my body.
Pure ecstasy.
She blushes as our lips sever.
Our Eyes lock, admiring each other's true beauty.

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