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Kiss The Girl!

9/14/2016

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     The nerves flowed through my veins and pricked at the tip of my skin. My feet felt light as they glided up the driveway and towards her front door. I tried to maintain the conversation which hadn't lolled for even a moment since I picked her up around six, but it was growing increasingly more difficult. I could feel my heart banging on my ribs, begging to be freed. My fingertips were growing numb and my palms evermore clammy. 
      Though the trek from my car to the front door felt everlasting, all at once we had arrived at our path's end. I could feel the clamminess begin to spread as my body and hers squared up and our eyes met in a knowing way. Time paused in that moment, it leaned on the edge of its seat wondering what we would do with its extension. The angels rose to peak down upon us and God prepared for the popping of champagne. A few choice stars shined as brightly as they could if only to increase the twinkle in her eye. 
       Even with the backing of angels and the whispers of God in my ear to "Kiss the girl!" I couldn't help but be overpowered with anxiety. I craved her with every ounce of my being. The atoms that so meticulously strung me together all tried to rip apart in hopes to become closer to her. 
        Finally, after what felt like millenniums but most likely was only mere seconds, I took a deep breath and began to lean. I can see the edges of her lips curl into a smile, then pucker up as she begins to lean towards me. I closed my eyes and shortly felt her lips upon mine. With a loud boom I felt the cork flying off of the bottle in heaven, I could hear the stars rejoicing in the sky, and see time wiping away tears of joy. There were fireworks exploding high, even if they only existed in both of our minds.
         The kiss didn't last long, but the feeling of her lips lasted forever. Our souls were introduced to one another that night and for the rest of their lives would come to know every inch of each other. But it all started with that one kiss, that one lean, that overcoming of nerves just enough to listen to the whispers of God to "Kiss the girl!"
         
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