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Still feels like the first time
Waiting in a distance
For your arrival
Butterflies in the stomach
Anticipating

Still feels like the first time
Knowing your heart
Hearing your songs and stories
Constantly finding myself
Laughing and smiling

Still feels like the first time
Looking your direction
And your eyes would meet mine
Followed by a smile of acknowledgment
Chuckling bashfully

Still feels like the first time
Locked in your embrace
Taking in your scent
Wrapped in your warmth
Loving every second of it

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