Direct Hit
Red alert, aim, fire
Exploding into darkness
Waking in his arms
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First Taste
Lips meet, tongues explore
She tastes, frowns and pulls away
Yuck, Leola Root!
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Tomorrow
They sit, stare ahead
Love is for another time
The past, the future
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When?
Does he see the love?
Should I tell him how I feel?
Too soon or too late?
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Dreams
Impossible dream
New frontier and strange new worlds
Love among the stars
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Emergence
A touch that lingers
A glance that speaks more than words
Love born in friendship
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Command
What gives him the right?
He orders and she obeys
He is the Captain
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Chrismas Chaos
They kiss on the bridge
They kiss all over the ship
Mistletoe mayhem
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Plans
Plotting and scheming
And whispering in corners
Watch out, here they come
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Dance
Tongues dance over skin
Hands caress with rhythmic grace
Tango in the night
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