Wednesday, September 23, 2015

First Kiss


Carson stood alone in the den, raising his glass in silent tribute. His wife Jenny wouldn't understand. He'd never tell, the memory sacred. Forty-seven years to the day, and he could still taste the sweetness of summer when Marilyn's lips met his.



6 comments:

  1. Oh! How I loved this! I tasted a sweet boy who taught me how.

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  2. Quite a memory to commemorate. Good work.

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  3. This made me feel all warm and happy! Who doesn't love a first kiss?

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  4. Poor Jenny! She must be guessing. The first kiss ......very sacred.
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  5. An ode to a moment we only get once. I love this! Well done.

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