Awake
The kiss that finally woke her was a silly sort of kiss,
a desperate sort of kiss,
filled with someteen years of longing eager to escape.
Through the toothy smile kisses
She felt water and air and earth and fire rush through her
all at once, then lingering and pulsing through her fingertips.
A crazy wave of relief and delight that she couldn't quite define - she knew she wanted more of this.
Awake.
And she blushed in places no one could see, unapologetic.
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