first kiss... yes, I remember it well. She had been visiting
my family this Sunday afternoon into the early evening. It
was in the middle of winter and being in a northern state,
it was very cold. Time finally came for her to return to her
family a couple of blocks away from where I lived.
I helped her on with her coat and she and I stepped through
the door onto an uncovered porch. The window in the door was
all steamed up from the heat within so no one could see us
outside except as a blur. When we stepped outside, we found
that is was pouring down snow in very large flakes and
starting to gather on the ground.
As we were standing there watching the snow, we turned
toward each other, no words had been spoken, as if the snow
had taken away our ability to talk. We looked into each
other's eyes and still without saying a word, we stepped
toward each other, we embraced and then our lips met; soft,
warm, moist a totally sensual moment, but being so young, we
had only the vaguest idea what sensual was. Our lips stayed
together a long time, the snow falling in these huge drops
around us and on us.
Finally we parted and we both knew that THE THING had
finally happened for both of us. Our First Kiss.