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 Mouth to Mouth
How is it that one man's mouth against yours feels like the only mouth that should ever be there again?
You kiss that first kiss. It's perfect, but parts of your mind wonder if it's just because you love the man.

But you have an opportunity like tonight, a handsome man that has interest. His hands already find yours to lead you through a dancing, drunk crowd. He's funny. He's sweet. He gets you a water.

His dance moves are amusing and interesting-- he's eccentric. You begin to think that possibly you can move on. That maybe that perfect kiss you remember wasn't perfect. That another man's mouth can feel just as right as his did.

He's hinting he wants it. He moves you closer, and he's staring at your lips. Your face. He frowns when you tease him, acting as if insulted. You peck his cheek, but he doesn't stop pouting. Your heart beats faster because you haven't kissed another man in two years-- you haven't wanted to. You are in love with someone else. But things are so rocky, so uncertain and fragile, you have no idea if the one you love even loves you anymore-- so you forget, or you try.

When a peck on the cheek doesn't work, you move in for another playful peck.

He's sly of course, and his mouth finds yours. You intend to let it happen, but only a grandma kind of kiss.
He doesn't want a grandma kiss. He wants to feel you, wants his tongue to dance and taste and absorb. In your head you are telling yourself to relax, enjoy and indulge.. but you can't.

This is the part where you realize there is only one man's mouth that has felt right from the beginning of time.

We all know that even if you like a first kiss, it's awkward. Feels foreign. You may like it, but it never feels familiar that first time.

His kiss-- the one and only's kiss-- it never felt like that. It always felt right.

You wipe your mouth a million times on the way to your car after the dance-party stops.

That's when you begin to believe in soul mates.
It's when you realize-- the love of your life's mouth is the only mouth you want to taste again.

    Posted by StayingAlive on 2008-10-11 06:09:21 | Rating: | Views: 66
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Posted by  bloodintheeyes  on 2008-10-11 14:08:04 
  
My heart sinks, my eyes well up...9 mo. vs. 2 yrs.

I kinda smile bloodintheeyes video...Everything will be alright. I want to believe. We have to believe.


Posted by  ForgetMeNot  on 2008-10-11 15:28:43 
  
...................................I'm sorry S_A but i had to comment on this piece. This did not seem forced in the slightest; this was really pure and gutteral. This was fucking beautiful.
Posted by  bloodintheeyes  on 2008-10-11 23:38:11 
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