It’s been so long since I’ve been kissed. I remember some kisses, the most passionate ones I’ve ever had. They are but a sweet memory of a man I love and still love. What makes it even sweeter is knowing he loves me. But, that’s not enough.

That’s a part of my past and I don’t know what the future holds.

This isn’t something I think about often, but various men in my life whom I’ve shared a good emotional connecton with, sometimes I’ll have to admit that I have wondered what it would be like to kiss them, especially if the attraction is reciprocated. There’s just something so personal and special about a kiss.