The first kiss
November 3rd 2007 13:57
It’s cold, that is why she lays against me. The wind is bitter, that is why I hold her tight. She must be tired, that is why she rests her head against my chest. I kiss her cheek, because I love her… and she kisses back because she feels the same. It seems like days, suspended in intoxication. Not one thought enters my mind, just her lips, just her tongue, just her skin on mine. Our lips embrace for days, maybe minutes, I’ve lost track of time. Then we separate, her breathe is shallow and uneven, her eyes remain closed. I can still feel her lips, I can still taste her breathe; it’s as if we never stopped. Then suddenly we are interrupted, as her sister comes strolling up. So we break apart, then her sister speaks.” Luck me I got to walk with my friends, and you had to wait with him, poor you.” My lady turned to me and said it was ok. I agreed.
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