Your kisses tasted sweet-- like candies on a one sunny morning that I crave compulsively. Your lips first touched mine and it took my breath away. It warmed me just like a blanket wrapped around my body while having the first cup of Green Tea or Long Black on a cold morning.

I keep on repeating that picture in my mind-- the burn, the sting, the heat and the left me wanting more feeling when you first kissed me. I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you and I'd love to keep on meeting you over and over again.

                                  - Ella Salvador