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Nov 2014
Before you, I couldn't understand
Why everyone made such a big fuss
About kissing...
Once my mouth met yours,
I was hooked.
I can remember every time our lips have touched.

The first time,
In that old van at the drive-ins-
I was sick with anticipation;
Your nervousness was tangible.
When our lips finally met,
It was everything I'd hoped for.

Then that night by the water:
My feet were in the lake,
Your hand in my hair.
I breathed in your warm scent
And my tongue found yours.
It all felt so right.

The best kiss of all-
While we sat on the beach,
There was sand in our mouths
But we were too happy to care.
As my fingers tangled in your hair,
You were the only thing that mattered.

But eventually I learned
All that glitters isn't gold.
Because somewhere along the way,
Our kisses lost their sparkle.
Now I can barely remember
The way that you taste.
Victoria Kay
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Victoria Kay  New York
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