The first time made my fingers quiver over your curves, made me trace strange syllables on my tongue
The first time made my bones lock in your angles, made me tangle foreign sounds in my veins
The first time made my lips tattoo your innocence on my gums, made me taste your essence in every cell
The first time made my skin rise to your touch, made my nerves be fooled that your voice was a brush of fingertips
I flashback to how inexperience we were, how we laid down on our futures, unaware of how inexperienced we are
I flashback to how awkward we were, how we didn't know where to put our hearts, unaware of how awkward we are
The first time was perfect, made me embrace the air filled with you
The first time I heard your name, made me fall in love with you
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