It was by the shore when you first kissed me. That’s when you first took my head in your hands, lifted my chin, smiled and leaned in to kiss me. I remember every single detail of it. I remember that your breath smelled like spearmint as I inhaled while you kissed me. I remember the feel between our lips. It was so soft against mine; you were trying to be so careful with me because you didn’t want to hurt me. I remember what I heard while you kissed me. As your lips met mine I heard the large waves crash against the rocks and whatever was left of the wave you could hear wash up to the shore. I could also hear the sways of the palm trees and the small conversation occurring through people lying on the sand. While you kissed me I tasted your wonderful lips. They had a taste of coconut from the recent coconut chap stick you had put on. While you kissed me I could see the look on your face as I opened my eyes. I opened my eyes while you continued kissing me and saw your eyes shut tight and the slight smile that you had while kissing me. I could smell your spearmint breath, I can feel the softness between our lips, I could hear the sound of waves crashing and chattering of people, I could taste the coconut flavor on your lips and I could see the look on your face that only meant one thing: love.

Not only did I know that you loved me I also knew that I loved you. When you kissed me I felt chills run up and down my spine and felt a warm and tingly feeling inside my body that ran all over my body just like the blood that flowed through my body. You were about to let go, but I didn’t let you. I grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you closer and pressed my small body to your large rough body. Again came the tingly feeling that I absolutely loved. I grabbed your blonde hair and intertwined it between my fingers and hanged on to you as tight as I could. You and I both grunted with joy and lay on the beach floor kissing each other as much as we could. This was our magic touch.