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MELVIN

HE KISSED her, it was more than a kiss.

It was more than " something " that had to do with the mere touching of lips against each other… locking firmly into the cleft of another, as they nibbled as if in search of something deeper than passion itself.

It was more dancing and twirling to the music played from two heart beating as one, it was more than any of that.

It was the touching of souls, his soul and her soul unifying into one silent heart beat.

"Thud!"

He had kissed many women but in a way this felt different from everyone he had kissed, this was hard to explain on his part because he had felt exactly this same way the first time he kissed her, he felt his soul rapturing and being torn into shatters.

He had felt the restraining his soul felt – Almost as though it was battling to get out of his body and mind with hers instinctively, he had felt every but if this things the first time and now he was feeling everything again, again he was feeling it as though he was kissing