Kissing
It doesn't matter what nationality someone is. A good kiss is a good kiss. It's all about chemistry. I went to Agora tonight and saw this couple sitting in two chairs in the corner. He was cradling her face in his hand and they were kissing very slowly and gentley and passionately and I found myself staring at them for a long time, knowing the way they must be feeling about each other. I miss those kisses. God, I miss them.
posted by Crystal at 11:09 PM
3 Comments:
(sigh)
passionate kissers are not exclusive to one nationality...though I've had a lousy Brit experience. I'm willing to take seconds/thirds/etc from others from the UK to save it from being a stereotype in my book.
I haven't been kissed since last June...I seriously miss being kissed more than I miss all the other stuff. I'm a kiss piglet.
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