The Sun Sets upon the Moment

The miles of smiles were felt as the lips pressed together in a way that even the sounds of the kiss were felt. No one was aware that the kiss placed was the either a beginning or an end.

The moment was like in slow motion and it was going so slow that it would be felt for many years to come. It would be felt by young and old alike, spanning space and time, out into the galaxy that was used to define our own and way beyond the universe light years ahead of the after affects had long since come and gone and then boomeranged in an effort to be felt like a needle pricking your skin, ouch.

It was a kiss that would redefine what the dictionary's definition of a kiss was. Would be argued in ways that no one foreseen it to be described as a kiss. It was placed in the Smithsonian, on a plaque, in the same area with all the famous art works done by Thomas Kincade or Picasso or Andy Warhol or even the likes of Davinci. It had the same effect on the past and the present and into the future yet to take place, it was like an earthquake after shock shockwave.

It was felt locally and then felt slowly later miles aways, from coast to coast, from sea to seashore. It was something to smile about without actually speaking. The kiss as a way to say it was there, it was the same at first as it was at last. Like a hand gesture to acknowledge a wave or signaling one to come over, or a last goodbye or making that known as someone is leaving. Gone but not forgotten.

The kiss that was heard around the world and was felt many times over. It was mentioned in history books, was replaced where there should have been mentions of war or events that rocked the world or made the world shudder at the thoughts of such an ecstatic moment being more important than other history ever mentioned.

The kiss that was to bring people to their knees like they were either being made to worship a historical figure who was no less just as human as the rest of us, and not the God-like person that they were wanting others to make them believe they were, not!!

It was in the moment the kiss was delivered, was seen by all, felt by all, that it gave all that moment of nostalgia. To smile and to kiss the air as though someone on the receiving end would smile and kiss back. "Has this moment been immortalized, never to be banned or forgotten?" "Has one lost the ability to smile and blow a kiss into the air?"

It was this very kiss that started the domino effect, that started with two beings and the smile was placed on their faces followed by a kiss that shook foundations to the ground, becoming a heap of rubble and distinctive defining rock and debris. The kiss, the smile, the emotions running deep and the body shakes in response. It is with this kiss that plans are made, and the moment cemented into the eye of the beholder widely speculated. No two responses will be exactly the same. Like no two snowflakes will be seen and looked upon the same either.

We came, we saw, we settled down, we became dwellers. Then we fought, we loved, we lived, we explored. We bargained and we bartered. We made laws and rules. We lied to ourselves, and we told the truth. We were alone and are lonely. We breath the same air, we eat food the same way and we enjoy life the same differently. We feel the same, we handle things the same way, we see and we hear, we understand things in our own way, but we are so therefore I am. I am nobody, I am somebody, I am everybody, I am human.

To become one with the smile then one with the kiss. The passion and desire felt with the kiss. The first kiss that you want to be the most memorable. The moment you found out it was like nothing experienced before. The smile was pleasant and was welcomed but the kiss was like fireworks fired off on the 4th. You smiled. You cried. You were excited and you were relieved.

You tried to learn all you could about the kiss and the smile, which if paired off would be like soulmates. They are best friends and are working to becoming lifetime friends and more. It gives us hope in the kiss after the smile. The very one that gave us such great hits as, "This Kiss", "Love is Such a Beautiful Thing", and "When the Kiss is on Your Lips", of course, this one, "Your Kiss is on my List".

Songs have been written. Poems constructed by well-meaning people who were in love, love at first sight. The smile was seen, the moment was filled with hearts and candy. We got married and had children, only to pass on the smile and the kiss to those who ask the why about life, about the smile and the kiss. It fills our minds and leaves no spaces unfilled in our dreams and our hopes, wants and needs.

The kiss and the smile are so obvious and so simple that most sometimes never experience it. No matter what the reasons no matter how it was never felt or known. It can become the time you knew and were will to sacrifice all for the smile and the kiss.

The kiss was lived for. The kiss was to die for. The kiss was to be spoken about in whispers and in hushed tones. It was to be private or to be shown in public affection. It was to be for new lovers, to be for the broken hearted as well as the lighthearted in all ways, all forms and all fashion.

The first kiss and the last kiss are the same for one is a hello and the other is a goodbye, more like a so long and not to be easily forgotten, by all means, always and forever.