I was reviewing a question from a young teen, and it was all about her first kiss.

How about you all, do you all remember your first kiss, from the boyfriend or girlfriend.

I can remember mine like it was yesterday. and it has been a couple years short of 40 years. I can still close my eyes and remember her face, and the fact she was so much sorter than me, she was standing on the step.

I guess part of the sad thing is that of course both moving on, one can never really talk to the other one or really anyone ( expect here where only millions will read it)

But do anyone else sometimes allow their mind to wonder back to times like this and just smile.

does anyone want to share a memory of that special time. Or do some of you not even remember it?

Altenweg

Guy, you're still young, wait five years, you'll have tons of kissing stories to tell.

jrebel7

Okay, I will be the first to admit this is a little sappy. It isn't when I read it and relive the moment in my mind because when I do, I am just 14 again and receiving my first kiss but right now I feel a little silly sharing it. I have written down things for years in poetry form, music form, journals, etc. So just sharing here tonight, a private little moment in a forum that OH, JUST GOES ALL OVER THE WORLD!

FIRST KISS
Written by Jrebel7


He stood six feet tall.
I was mesmerized by him.
I, shy at fourteen;
He, sixteen, seemed all I could imagine.

We talked and had quiet times.
He respected my innocence,
Was gentle beyond words;
Trust was built by moments.

We held hands.
His were so strong;
Made me feel protected.
His face was perfect.

We sat together in church as we learned
About a God that loved us both.
He received Jesus;
What more could I dream!

He was open and honest,
Kept his word each day;
Showed me respect;
He made me feel special.

The night was warm
The breeze refreshing;
The air was clear and clean.
We stood facing each other.

Standing on the driveway of my home,
We talked quietly.
It was just he and I in the world.
We stood, frozen in time!

He asked if I had ever been kissed
I told him no and worried;
He might think I was too innocent.
His eyes told me it was okay.

He began to speak
As he studied my face.
He stood so close
But respectfully so.

He placed his strong
But gentle hand up to my chin.
He explained he was going to help me,
Then began to instruct.

His gentleness made me feel secure.
I listened as he spoke.
He said to slightly turn my head
And part my lips but just a bit.

He told me to lean in to him.
My heart was racing,
I did not know what to expect
Yet I knew it was a moment I would not forget!

I did as he said; I trusted him completely.
He gently and slowly turned his head
Only slightly and his face moved
Toward mine as we looked into each others eyes.

The tip of his fingers
Were on my chin
As if he were guiding a delicate flower,
His lips touched my lips.

It was better than I had imagined.
His lips stayed on mine
But only for moments.
Our lips fit perfectly together!

This moment was set in motion
As if God had orchestrated it
From Heaven
Not to ever be forgotten.

That moment was sealed
Forever in my heart.
His gentleness and caring
Showed how love should always be.

My heart raced
Yet I felt calm.
He made me feel safe
Yet so alive.

No one could have asked
For a more perfect first kiss.
He then hugged me close to him
And the sparkle in his eyes

And the smile on his face
Made me know
All was right
With my world and his!



I’ve heard that no one forgets their first kiss. I don’t know if that is true or not. I only know for me, this moment in time, no matter what else happens in life, will be encapsulated in my heart and mind, every detail, every feeling relived as if it happened just last night. Many of my friends kissed our friends when they were in elementary school. Young girls share with me today that they had sex when they were only ten years old; some have been molested, some raped while on drugs. I wish I could give every young girl their innocence back and they could have a special moment like this in their life. Maybe this experience I had would not be for everyone. Each of us have our own special moments that are unique unto ourselves and that is how it should be. Some are funny, some scary, some tender, some embarrassing but we own those moments all to ourselves (UNTIL OF COURSE WE SHARE THEM WITH THE WORLD LIKE TONIGHT!!!) LOL

Chery

I remember that I was in the 7th grade at the time.
One Saturday I was allowed to go to the movies for 25 cents, afternoon matinee on our military base. Cleopatra was showing (don't ask - I guess age groups were not restricted at the time).

This 'older' guy I had a crush on sat next to me, and placed his arm around me - WOW was I feeling grown up.

Next thing I know he has his tongue down my throat and I bit him. He had to get up and go outside - I think it was to yell.. And me.. I was sure right then and there that I was pregnant. So much for sex education then, and it was all a taboo according to my mom.

Now, I can laugh about it.

Now, aren't you younger kids glad you didn't have to grow up those 'centuries' ago?

Honest, I've learned a little more since then.



Needless to say, I saved my daughter from that type of embarassment.

jrebel7

LOL That was a great story Chery! I bet the guy hasn't forgotten you or that moment to this day! Loved it.

Chery

That's what people tell me... I'm the unforgetable type. Not sure it's all good for some people I met, ha ha. My ex will never forget me either - I bet he'll have nightmares for a long time.

When I was working in the Pulmonary Disease Clinic in our hospital, a woman I recognized as the teacher who took my marbles and washed my mouth out with soap in the third grade in Japan walked in as a patient. I told her that I remembered her as one of my teachers there and she actually remembered the marbles and told me she kept all of the stuff she 'confiscated' from her students. She told me that she predicted that I would have a good career then and was glad to see me again. Ironic, she died of lung cancer 6 months later. That was over 20 years ago.


Have a great weekend all!

Altenweg

Wow, wow, wow, Rebbie and Chery, loved the stories, I wish mine was a sweet or as memorable.

Chery, you bit his tongue, way to go girl, bet he didn't try that again anytime soon.

lengkyx

i do remember my first kiss. haha. it was just last year after my 24th birthday celebration. long time coming i know. but it was worth it. i kissed someone i really liked.

he smokes so it was weird but my love for him was more than enough to make it all a pleasure for me.

JudyKayTee

Let's see, first kiss - I was 16, he was 19 (an older man). I can't remember his name! I thought he was sophisticated beyond words because he held the cigarette between his thumb and index finger when he smoked. Go figure. Anyway - my father disliked him intensely. Said older man invited me to a picnic at the beach with his College friends. It was intensely hot out, there was potato salad, I was very nervous with all these "older" people, I'm very light skinned, I got very sunburned and somewhat queasy because of the sun/potato salad, at the end of the day he brought me home, leaned over, kissed me - and I threw up on my parents' driveway. My father always said this was an omen. At any rate, he never called me again.

How about best pick-up line? On my third date with my husband - and he later told me the third date was the charm, I never heard that "man rule" - during dinner he suddenly said, "I have to tell you something."

My heart stopped - I thought he was married. All I could think of was how much I liked him and he was married! We were sitting on a restaurant patio, overlooking a lake, and I considered jumping into the lake. I actually picked up my purse, ready to smack him with it and stalk out - 3" heels and all.

And he said, "I'm in trouble. I forgot my insulin. I have to go back to my condo." And I said, dizzy with relief, "Oh, are you diabetic?" - that's absolutely the only thing that came to my mind. In retrospect, well, anyway -

He could have said just about anything at that point, including being a serial killer on parole, and I would have sensed nothing but relief about the not married part.

And he mumbled something about waiting until the time was right to tell me, we had our dinners packaged up and off we went. He was too shaky to drive so I drove "us" (and our dinners) in his car, an hour back to his condo. I couldn't drive in 3" heels so he had to hold them and I had to drive in bare feet.

When we got there he put Gladiator in the DVD player for me to watch when he went off to do whatever he went off to do.

He eventually came back and all I remember about the movie is the fake tigers and something about Russell Crowe in a sarong-like thing. I still have never finished that movie!

And I don't think we ate the dinners, either.

We got married 2 months later.

Until the day he died he swore he really did forget his insulin - I've never been really sure.

jrebel7

I enjoyed your post immensely. It made me laugh, smile, cry tears in my heart, touched many areas of my heart. I am so glad you shared your stories. I am sorry for the passing of your husband but what a precious sweet story and memory to share.

JudyKayTee

Thank you - I was an extremely lucky woman. If you're lucky you get struck by lightning once in your lifetime.

I should also mention that my husband invoked the "3 date rule" for our entire marriage - no headache if it happened to be the third time we went out. Apparently it's some sort of unwritten rule. Our wedding anniversary was during his final hospitalization and on that day he held up 3 fingers - no one knew the inside joke and I laughed out loud. And he smiled back.