Part 7 - Kisses All The Time

Things were different way back then, for me. I was the boy who by no means did speak To girls. I really thought they were aliens: Maybe a higher class of mammalians, That chose only the finest of my kind, And then did bad thing to them, like, kiss them. I saw that once, she pulled him in the room, I peeked by way of the cracked door. I saw: Right off, she tried to bite his head, and then She licked on him; but he returned with smile? About this I was lost until last year, For then I got my kiss. I was alone With her. Now I get kisses all the time. To what place do the moments of life go? Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis