With a baby it is a messy one
With a toddler it is a merry one
With a young one it is tender
With a preteen it is heart blooming
With a teen it is a beacon of hope
With an adult it opens doors
With your partner it makes your body tingle
With an older one it is a blessing
With an eldest it is a goodbye
With the right one, it provides you with endless options to explore
With the wrong one, it destroys you
With aptly done, it makes you wanting
With French one, it makes you longing
It has many forms – Butterfly, on the horizon, exploring caves, deep dive, lift your spirits, goosebumps loaded, funny, sloppy, puppy kiss, heart melting kiss, soul drinking kiss, drenching kiss.
I wonder, how a simple act has many flavors yet some fixated on one but many tries on each and every form.
I wonder, how a simple kiss can lift you up than thousand words.
I wonder, how a deep one makes you forget your name than anesthesia.
I wonder, how you remember that one kiss even when you hit 80
I wonder, how you never forget your first one.
I wonder, how inconsiderate of them to stole your first kiss.
I wonder, is it different under mistletoe or is it different under sea of stars.
I wonder, does it evolve with one’s mood or make them better with one.
I wonder, when I look back, which one I will remember fondly.