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A First Kiss
By Pfire at Duffys Closet
Sunday, September 23, 2007

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We all have memories of that magical fist kiss of youth here is mine.

How young we are when this happens. How unaware we are. And more importantly how innocent and in awe we were. A simple kiss. Possibly a peck on the cheek, or a quick kiss to the mouth most often times missing to catch just a corner of the lips. Eyes closed so tightly, yet our hearts open to the wonder of flesh touching flesh. I remember mine well, as we all do. For some reason that first one stays in our memory. Most other first kisses in future relationship as we wind our way through life, we dismiss for one reason or another and do not hold so fiercely to. His name was Kenny, he was just maybe an inch taller than myself. We had been on a date, hunting for crawfish and frogs in the stream near my home. After a day of exploring, and splashing in the water. Giggling, play fighting, and coming home with nothing to show for our endeavor my mother took him home. I as usual went along for the ride, and as our mothers were in the house talking, most likely smiling and talking about this puppy love between their children. We sat on his porch, I remember it as a very big porch, but it could have been just a front stoop, who knows, that is not kept alive too well in the memory of that day. Not sure why, but I can remember he had dark hair, and at that one moment he leaned his head closer to mine, and kissed me. A quick tentative kiss. I was surprised and a bit startled as I recall, but it felt really nice. As all boys that age he turned bright red, surprised at himself for his impulsive act. Not knowing what it meant or what it could mean. We both knew that it was a right of passage for us, we were going to the next level of our relationship. No longer buddies, not in the typical tomboy and boy pals. We were now an item. A couple, going steady. What innocents we were. We promised each other we would be together forever, and in the sense of our ages, all of 6 years old, I guess we were. We went steady until 2nd grade. That is forever in the eyes of so young. We held hands, walked together, played together, but never again kissed. It was a one time thing between us. We again went down to the stream, again played baseball together, again raced each other to see who was the fastest. All the important things in life at that stage of life. But one day in 2nd grade, we just went our separate ways. No real fight, no real reason, just life taking us in different paths. I will always remember his name. I will always remember his smile, his laughter, and most importantly that oh so very shy first kiss. And I will never pass a stream, or see a frog leaping, or see crawfish swimming without that moment in time coming to me in the sweetest of memories any woman can have. For that moment I hold so dear is of pure magic.

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Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone 9/25/2007
How sweet. I was never that lucky so this is special. Lady J

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