First Kiss Memories…
Lips fell, linking tiny creases
Fitting gently through warmth
Spittle; lip dance,
Softly; drenched imaginations
Remembering that first kiss
(Craving those tender lips,
wishing for that first kiss,
locking me once again.)
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My first kiss tasted like a bag of chips. I didn’t think I ever wanted to do that again. 🙂
Bwaaa! Haaa! I only have one first kiss that I count. Others I tried to erase from my memory because they were icky, especially in comparison to this one. 🙂
Oh you are talking about “THE” first kiss, not your actual first kiss.
I was 12, wearing my roller boot and I’d sneaked off down the garages….hehe
Yes, yes, “THE” first kiss!
My actual first kiss I think I said, “Ew!” I was grossed out and pushed them away from me. I think I was 12 or 13 somewhere in that age range. Ha ha ha poor fella hope I didn’t hurt his feelings… come to think of it I hope I have not hurt too many grown men’s feelings either saying the same thing. Lol! Oh, wait I know I have. Oops!
Thank you Nifti! 🙂