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Her:
He looks at me longingly,
Like he is waiting,
Do I lean in first?
I’m still contemplating 
As he grins away from me,
His chalk white teeth blind my eyes,
I bite my lip slowly 
While his hand trickles down my thighs
I move in close to do it
  I’ll just count to three,
But before I get too 1
He leans in and kissed me
His lips are so soft 
I feel like my body’s in bliss 
Oh I can’t wait to tell mum 
I had my first kiss.

Him:
I look at her longingly,
Waiting for her to lean
But what if she don’t 
Does that mean its up to me?
I smile away from her 
Don’t want her knowing that I’m shy
But when I clocked the lip bite
There were no more butterflies 
She starts to move closer,
My hearts about to burst 
And just when she shut her eyes,
I just had to kiss her first
Her lips are so soft,
I could get used this,
At least it’s over and done with 
That stupid first kiss.