Monday, September 20, 2004

First kisses are said to be magical. Two people feeling the initial ping of attraction, leaning into each other; their lips meet, music swells, wind blows lightly, world stands still... That's all bullshit.
I hate first kisses. The awkward positioning of noses, lips, hands, and, in some instances, chins. You'd be surprised how many people try to incorporate the entire face in a goodnight kiss.
I'm fairly confident in my kissing ability, unless the other person is terrible. "I hope they don't think I'm the reason this sucks," I sometimes catch myself thinking. Crass, I know, but as I said, I'm awesome... and humble, too.
I'm quite fond of punctuation... especially the comma... and the semi-colon... I really don't use that fella often enough.
If only there was a way to skip past the first kiss and get straight to the good ones... Like the fifth kiss. That's the one I wait for. By the fifth kiss, you're in the flow (usually). Moves are choreographed, but still exciting. The anticipation is still there; the awkward spittle is not.
Yep, that perfect fifth kiss.


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