That look in your eye as you glance across the room in my direction.
The feel of your hands around my waist as we move closer on the dance floor.
Our joint movements to the base.
The smell of your aftershave invades my senses and takes me a little higher.
Your soft whispers in my ear.
The heat between our bodies.
That bolt of electricity as our lips touch.
Butterflies when I realise I want to go home with you.
The surprising sense of loss as we drift apart during the night.
That longing I feel when you don't call.
Friends telling me you weren't worth it but I thought you were.
Now I'm wishing we'd never met.
Until I meet the next you and start to feel it all again...
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