First kiss has its own charm; more like getting a shave done for the first time.
You are scared as shit but you know it'll make a man out of you.
It's special and awkward in its own way.
The prospect of kissing a girl takes most of a teenager's mind, its not as if he is thinking anything important anyways.
Ok. so why am I writing about first kiss all of a sudden?
Well, I have a short story of my own to tell and I'm trying to make ground for it.
By the way if you are reading this for lessons on how to have the perfect kiss, please STOP!, this is not 'Perfect Kiss for Dummies'. Still for the desperate souls, here are my 2 cents: There is no perfect way, it will just happen and you will know there and then how perfect a kiss can be.
I wrote a clumsy poem after my first encounter that I would like to share, here is an excerpt
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A frigid night was it then,
visitors from the shed spooked us and fled.
Confused and excited, facing each other,
we lay on the bed.
Let me just take you to the end
It was the night of december,
I pulled you close.
First, our noses clutched,
and then as I remember clearly
when our lips touched.
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I know, innocent young mind in love.
But truth be told, that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.
