The old man often wondered…spent a lot of time trying to surmise…
why…every time he kissed his wife…in that moment
he stopped breathing…and he always closed his eyes.
Why…every time they kissed…did he feel such elation?
Until he realized when it came to kissing her…
there was a simple explanation.
The reason he closes his eyes…is so as not to be distracted…
because he doesn’t want to miss…
the beauty and the magic of the moment that they kiss.
And it’s not that he stops breathing…every time he kisses her…
It’s that her kiss always finds a way….
Every time lips meet…to take his breath away.
Now he just enjoys the moment…
knowing nothing is more beautiful than this….
that when he opens his eyes…and starts to breathe again…
she’ll be waiting on the other side of their kiss.
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