Second First Love

Falling in love for the first time all over again, I finally understand what love is. Experiencing it anew, the furrow between my brows has barely smoothed before it tugs at my heart again. One touch sets my heart beating to a rhythm; two words of greeting are enough to move me completely. Even when we say nothing, we understand each other with a single glance. Being devoted to one person isn’t old-fashioned. We’ve only just begun, yet I’m already planning how it will end. In my eyes, no one but you could ever be a temptation.

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