I thought I had forgotten how...

It had been so long since I kissed anyone. I thought I had forgotten how. If memory serves me right, it must have been March when I last kissed someone. I even began to think kissing was over-rated. Forcing a kiss with someone you didn't really have a connection with just isn't the same as sharing it with someone you do. The kiss may be there but the affection, the touching, the caressing, the emotion and the feeling just aren't.

Tonight I realized that kissing is almost like riding a bike. You may stumble a little bit when you first get started but it won't take long to regain your balance. At first there was a little slurpy sound. The second and third were better and better. More importantly I realized that kissing is wonderful when you have that connection with someone. I could have continued to caress her soft cheeks and kiss her lips. But when we made the plans she told me she didn't want to be out too late. And looking at her eyes I could tell she was tired. The reckless and crazy me wanted to stay, which is when the responsible and sensible side of me surfaced and gave her one final kiss good night.