All the seasons prove
I can only love you more
Year upon year, sir.
Have you ever been commended for kissing?
The world really loves PDAs when they’re done right. Nearly every morning, bleary-eyed and coffee perked, the Monkey and I leave the house and walk together. He, to the metro and I to my office at a charter school. When we reach the corner where we part ways, we always embrace and kiss. And nearly every time that happens, the kiss becomes one of those long sweet kisses that cause you to forget you’re in public, you’re freezing, you’re late… no external reality intrudes on the senses of the moment because this kiss is all-comsuming. Then we give a couple more quick pecks and rush off in different directions.
Another day, after that, a different co-worker told me, “I was at my window the other morning and saw you and and your husband kissing goodbye. That just made my day. I thought, that’s the way it ought to be.” (more…)