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Our last frist kiss
Our fingers intertwinedÂ
Heart ,body ,soul mined,
Our eyes meet tip toe tip toe our feet creep shaking trimbleing now taking a deep breath our eyes close this i believe this is how our first kiss goesÂ
Our fingers still intertwined as a thousand sparks fly cross our mindsour eyes now open and yours fall closed ill always remember my love how our first kiss goes
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How romantic that you still remember your very first kiss, Jacob.
How long ago was it?
Last week?
A year ago?
I'm 57 but still recall my first "real" kiss (she used her tongue!).
It was Lisa Davis, a girl with honey-brown hair all the way down, past her butt, who lived behind us while I was growing up.
She was 14, I was 12.
We trotted on down Kingmond's Hill and straight into the woods at the end of the street.
Lisa grinned a sly grin and said, "Hey, Deano. I got somethin' I wanna show ya.'"
She showed me alright!
I was never quite the same after...
~Dean Kuch ?????