He touched my arm
And electricity flowed
He gripped my hand
Then walked and I followed
Held me in his arm
Current continued flowing
Embraced me warm
Warm as a hearth fire, burning
Caressed my back
I felt my spine tickled
Tried to smack
I held back, forehead wrinkled
I did resist
Before it will be too late
Though he insist
And persist on our first date
It's dangerous
When resistance is zero
Heat might burn us
A red flame will blaze and glow
Written sometime in December 1995
By: Lady Olivine
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