” The first kiss is stolen by the man; the last is begged by the woman.”–Henry Louis Mencken
I miss kissing. It’s been a long time. I saw this quote and it rang so true. D was certainly the one who instigated and “stole” the first kiss. And I remember asking him for a kiss many times those last months of our marriage. The last time was in a parking lot at a restaurant where we had met to talk about “us” and our looming divorce. He had already moved out but I still needed to touch him. I simply asked, “May I have a kiss?” He gave me a kiss. But he hesitated for a split second first. I never asked again.
I get lots of kisses from the grandchildren. And those kisses are worth millions. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. But I really long for grown-up kisses sometimes. So far I haven’t found anyone I’m interested in kissing. Well, I hadn’t until I found that dude in the picture above. He looks ready and willing, doesn’t he? I wonder how I should go about locating him.
LOL. This, too, shall pass. I hope.