My lover and I frequently discuss our first kiss.
She says it was at the kitchen stove. And she kissed me.
I say I waited months, years for her to see how much I admired and respected and lusted and loved her. She's a college grad and school teacher so very busy.
But I took her hand one day in the Mall.
And I looked her in her eyes as we walked, leaned over and kissed her on The Lips.
Certain.
As sunshine in the morning.
We go round and round, all the time, about This: OUR FIRST KISS.
Maybe she is testing me, seeing if I still remember.
Yes, she is blonde.
And Yes, she is from ,,, Wyoming, God save her!
She seems to love the Cal coast more than me. I can take it.
She loves the 2 kids so much.
And I studied Oceanography!
We both love the over-priced West coast.
I know I will always love her.
I don't know how much she loves me, even tho we make love and have phone sex all the time, after 30 years.
With women, and all their many secrets from everyone, but God maybe, she prays a lot, how is any Guy to Know for sure if their woman really loves them.
Not just great acting.
Millennia of male dominance.
I can only hope she loves me.
I still can't take my eyes off her.
What if she left me,,, for a younger, more handsome if that's possible,better guitar player, rich guy?
Maybe I'll ask her.
"Do you remember Our First Kiss ?" I do my best, every day.
Happy Valentine's Day, Love of my life. ;)
