“The best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips.”
A friend of mine had this as her IM status for about a week and I got to thinking about it and how absolutely correct it is. We don’t tend to think about kisses that much, and how precious they are. But that first kiss…that anticipated kiss…there’s something about it that goes beyond explanation. But that doesn’t mean I can’t try. To explain, that is.
Now, let’s admit it, we’ve all done it at least once. We’ve all practiced kissing, whether on a pillow, a hand, or just an imagined partner. But nothing prepares you for that first kiss with that person who means so much to you. Now you may be a kiss-on-the-first-date, person, a wait-for-a-while person, a kiss-on-your-wedding-day person, it really doesn’t matter. That first kiss…there’s nothing quite like it. I’m not going to be ridiculous and say that no kiss is ever as good as the first because that’s just silly; as you get better together, of course the kisses are going to get better. Come on! But that first kiss, there’s just something about it that isn’t inherent in the ones that follow it. A kiss hello after a long absence is similar but not quite the same. That first kiss is your first view of intimacy with that significant other, that first taste of their innermost personality. I asked a friend what was important to him about first kisses and he said:
“I think that for me a first kiss is the most intimate thing you can share with a person. It’s the first time that the two of you start to kinda melt together. It also, I think, has more of the person’s personality and tends to be more unique than other sexual acts. I also find that I can get lost in a kiss, and that it’s a catalyst not only for physical sensations, but emotional ones as well. […] I feel I get a lot about how a person is in a relationship from a kiss. Those who don’t savor it, I’ve found don’t really savor the person. There needs to be the right balance of hunger, adoration, and patience.”
My first kiss(es) were very short but very chaste and sweet and I practically walked on air back to my dorm room afterward, almost forgetting to get off the elevator at my floor. They went like this. Forehead, both eyes, and then, after a moment’s hesitation, on both mine and my husband’s parts, finally, two short kisses on the lips. Very gentle, very loving, just like Ben. So…I guess I have to agree.