First Kiss

Breathing was not smooth. Inflow and outflow was irregular. He could not breathe.  His hands quivered with excitement. He always wondered what it meant by butterflies in the stomach. He understood the feeling as the day arrived. The thought of meeting her in person, alone in the privacy of home caused tremors in his stomach.

He was looking at her, his gaze constantly shuttling between her eyes and her little well shaped lips. As the distance between them got meaner, he could feel his breath bouncing off her cheeks. He held his breath and leaned further. She did not desist. He was now close enough that he could see only the tip of nose. Hands went up automatically holding her face in his palms; he brushed his lips against her gently, probing for the permission. There was no reaction. Perplexed, he brushed again. This time, she seemed to have approved, as her lips slowly opened.

Her lips were smooth and tender. Strawberry flavor has just gotten on to his taste buds. She raised her hands slowly and held his forearm, unsure of drawing him close or to push him away. Hands then moved on slowly, grasping the t-shirt and only to wound round him. Eyes were still shut tight. Some thing seemed to lighten the darkness created by their shut eyes. They moved closer.

Seconds turned into eternity. He could feel the warmth of her body against his.  He moved his hands gently caressing her back and embraced her, enveloping her tiny frame in his huge arms. They were lost in the timelessness of their kiss. It looked like neither of them would want to break away from each other and end it first. Anticipation, excitement, anxiety, fear, and panic were all put to rest and calmness prevailed. They withdrew as if mutually agreed. Eyes locked and some messages were shared. After a brief moment, she cuddled into him and he was more than eager to accept her.

At that moment he was ready to forego everything just to be with her.

First Kiss - The Kiss like no other.