The Kiss, the Head..

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The kiss on the forehead.

Oh how I love that. Love. That. Seriously.
It's like a gentle reminder that you're off a certain age but yet still so young. It's subtle, amazing. Sends shivers down my body.
The forehead.
I don't know though but I think it works for me more than a kiss on the cheek. When it's intended; that is, and not totally Random.

To me, it means "hey, it's okay. You're loved, I'm in control (in a so non-Hitler kind of way)"

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I remembered my old boyfriend today. I never had'em kisses on my forehead.
He says they are too subtle.
Maybe that was why I left; I like subtle. Very much subtle, I like. All that "the kingdom of God suffers violence..." and the violent get in character just doesn't quite work with love. Really.

Anyway,

We had a couple lot of not so subtle kisses though...

Smiling at what I remember.. :)
Hmm..
Hmmmn...

Back to reality..

I've not been kissed in 1..2..2years!
No wonder I've been staring at people's lips since. #ThinkingAloud

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Dude keep your hands to yourself!
All them touch touch around my body and ass squeezing just didn't cut it for me. At all.
It was like I was at the deepest bottom of human existence, those times. I just couldn't get how those could be = passion, emotion or even love!!
I always felt exploited, used, and quite oddly; unloved.
Unloved.
But he didn't understand.
Maybe I didn't.
Seriously though, can't a guy enjoy a pretty good kiss without allowing the hands to go the way of Robinson Crusoe??
Like, seriously?
I did enjoy some of the  kisses though. The boy sure can do it good. It's just that whenever his hands go surfing my web, I become too self conscious to feel anything.
I'm hot, I swear I am.
But it was always like some nasty intrusion.
The truth?
It really WAS a nasty intrusion. It's like going to the Lord's temple and doing the doo-doo with series of loud farts and hot urine.

Pure violation.

"Flee fornication. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that committeth fornication sinneth against his own body. What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own body?"

(1 Corinthians 6:18-19).

#GBAM

Why start cooking and tasting from a pot of stew that I won't be ready to eat in a number of years?

A tiny little taste after another would finish the stew before It's due to be eaten.
Hence, my decision.
I left.
I just knew that so much more could come from relationships and loving that I wasn't just quite getting.
I couldn't explain it.
Not to him, not to anybody.

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The kiss on the forehead works for me;
Well.