“I’ll make up for all the years I was supposed to be kissing you.” – Leo Christopher
The first time I kissed her, I lit up like a Christmas tree. Heat rushed to my cheeks, my cold hands warmed up, and I had goosebumps anyway.
Right before we kissed, I spent quite some time looking at her eyes. I noticed how her eyelashes curved like the corner of her lips, how her eyes were restless like the wind before a storm, how her skin made small crinkles around her eyes, and how her lips were chapped. I looked into her dancing eyes, and could hear my heart pumping the music. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer like the flowers moving towards the sun. I pulled her in so that our waists were touching, and our face were only inches apart. I looked at her biting her lips, I felt her fingers cold against my neck, I placed my hand on her cheeks and leaned in.
I leaned in and kissed her and felt like this was the last time I would. The rush of blood in my veins made me hold her closer and tighter to make sure she really stays. She tasted like a sunny afternoon, chilly beaches, and tanned skin. She tasted like the wine we would open on date nights. She tasted like late night cravings, and throat burning scotch. She tasted like wild sex, funny jokes and strip poker. She tasted of shooting stars and petty wishes. She tasted like a forever.
So I kissed her passionately and tried to say the things I’d failed to say before. It seemed to be easier when no words were involved. I let my cold fingers tell her that I’d give her wintry nights, cozy blankets and hot fries. I let the loud thumping of my heart against hers tell her that I’d be just as thrilled when I kiss her after a date thirty years down the line. I let my eyelashes against her eyes tell her that above all, my only wish is to have her forever. I tell her that I’d always stay with her and watch Netflix and drink hot chocolate, rather than going out to meet people we don’t like.
I felt it. Her chest against mine, I felt her heart beating with my heart and for the first time, I realized we were both alive, as she pulled on my hair.
“The way you feel when you kiss her (him) for the first time. Like fire within your bones, like your soul has returned to the water, like every part of you that came from a dead star is alive again.” – Nikita Gill.
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My only regret was that I came to the end of the piece. You write romance like no one else. I might have to go back and read that a few more times.
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Reblogged this on Surviving the Struggle to Success. and commented:
Wonderful writing!
-Grabbety
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Thank you, Grabbety. ❤
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You’re welcome
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Reblogging to my sister site, Success Inspirers World
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Thank you, Ana!
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Beautiful it is… In love with your words…
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Beautiful. It reads like a poem. Lush and vibrant.
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Thank you, love.
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You’re welcome babe. ;*
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Do read more of the things I’ve written. I’m sure you’ll like some here and there, love.
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Beautiful!!
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Beautiful just beautiful. I loved it and had to share 🙂
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Wow, I really loved it, really beautiful piece of writing. Glad to come across your blog 🙂
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This is so cute and sweet! Awww. ❤
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Thank you so much ❤
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Great imagery
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Wonderful!
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Wonderful piece of writing! It immortalised such a little romantic act as something much larger than life. I actually felt sorry real life wasn’t as vivid as your writing.
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It kinda is. You just got to feel it.
Anyway, thank you for reading! Do read my other compositions.
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This is really amazing. Goes right to the heart. brings so many memories back!
I’d like to thank you for writing this!
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This is wonderful!
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Thank you, Audrey!
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The way you describe things gives me chills, your writing is amazing!
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I like thiss!
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You have changed to become an even better writer. I am so in love with you now. ❤
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Wonderful!
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Goddamn. That struck close to home.
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Also, I just looked at your picture at the bottom of the screen. I’m drinking tea right now too. Haha.
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I’m a coffee person. XD
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Coffee is awesome too. I find it refreshing to drink coffee after I’ve had a long day, which is never because all days are the same length.
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Haha yeah.
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U r quite good with a description:) I almost can’t describe anything aaaaa!!! Beautiful text 👍👍👍💓
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Thank you so much! It means a lot.
Do read some of the other stuff I’ve written. Here is a link to get you started.
https://myspirals.com/2018/01/04/my-darkness/
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I will later ev
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Whenever. Also, love your blog!
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yes, thank you :))
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Wish my first kiss with my husband had been like that. It was more drunken and clumsy, we sort of half missed each other…oh well, guess some get it right first time and other couples need a bit of practise!
Zoe
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Well, as long as you love him, it’ll always be great anyway.
P.s. This composition isn’t based on anything real.
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How wonderfully descriptive and passionate! Loved it! Sx 🙂
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I love this piece of yours so much !! I have always wanted to come across a write-up that had raw passion written all over it!! Guess I’ve found exactly that !
Love it. ❤
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This really means a lot. Thank you so much!
You might like this one too, then!
https://myspirals.com/2018/02/06/bare-waists-and-midriffs/
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I’d just begun reading it !!
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I’m really glad.
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Superb! i loved it,Raj!
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Thank you!
My name is Utsav.
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Sorry Utsav.Since i saw Utsav Raj, I addressed you Raj.My apoligy.
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That’s completely okay, Ravi.
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@Utsav Raj good luck
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For?
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I really enjoyed your post, Utsav. This line: “I tell her that I’d always stay with her and watch Netflix and drink hot chocolate, rather than go out to meet people we don’t like.” made me laugh… 🙂
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I’m glad you liked it, Monika! It’s a pleasure to be the reason behind your laugh.
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Uff! Where do I even begin! The mental imagery your writing provokes is phenomenally stunning. Please do more of this kind:)
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Thank you, Prathi ❤
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Quoting you, “It seemed to be easier when no words were involved.”
And so it seems…there are just no words to describe how good this is
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Thank you ❤️
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