1. Viscis
    Its starts.
    Manifesting from the gut,
    Arouses sweet reactions through-out the system,
    Climbing, ascending, up and through.​
    It hits like brakes,
    Stopping your mind in its tracks,
    "What were you going to say?" She asks, anticipating.
    Its gone; no good,
    Apprehension is an emotion,
    You've mastered in seconds.​
    Adrenaline shoots though you like a .357
    Fear? No.. Focus!
    "I love you" you stammer.​
    Silence.​
    She smiles, rising.
    Whispers softly too your ear,
    "You too".​

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