Let’s have our own Kissing Contest! What would the rules be? How long could we kiss in one long stretch? Or how many kisses we could fit into a designated time? Or how many places we could brush our lips across each others’ skin? Would it count if we mistakenly kissed the same spot twice? Three times? Or how about a contest to see in how many locations we could kiss? We could start right here, right now, and then move through the day and the night and start all over again in the morning. We could follow the “wash, rinse, repeat” instructions. We could kiss across a crowded room with our eyes. We could kiss with our voices while singing a Lucinda Williams song. We could kiss in the morning, through your window, as I spy you eating oatmeal at the table. We could kiss right after you call me Ms. Culver. We could kiss in GreenStar and set the alarm off. We could kiss at Cascadilla Falls while eating our lunch as the water rushes past us. We could kiss in Mr. Bell’s class during School of Rock. We could kiss at Friday Morning Program. We could kiss on my porch, at twilight, while a soft rain falls. We could kiss on the couch, for hours. We could kiss on a bench at Stewart Park, looking out on the lake, fulfilling the message of the tarot card. We could kiss in your back yard while the girls giggle and play. We could kiss on the street corner, unable to move our feet. We could kiss in your kitchen, coats still on, bags still in hand. We could kiss while cooking dinner, the most delicious meal ever eaten. We could kiss while you do the dishes, bent over my sink. We could kiss while you trace the veins in my hand. We could kiss and keep our eyes open. We could kiss in between breaths as you hum in my ear. We could kiss should we ever come up for air. We could kiss after a grueling day of kissing. We could kiss as you step from the shower. We could kiss before we even speak. We could kiss when no one is looking. We could kiss and make everyone jealous. We could kiss up one side and down the other. We could kiss in one fell swoop. We could kiss when we meet at the volleyball net. We could kiss on the 1st day of each month. We could kiss the day after tomorrow. We could kiss our way around the world. We could kiss and make it into tea. We could kiss and forget everything. We could kiss and find ourselves home. We could kiss like there’s no tomorrow. We could kiss as if our lives depended upon it. We could kiss when stuck in traffic. We could kiss under Taughannock Falls. We could kiss in our own private Idaho. We could kiss until the cows come home. We could kiss whenever an hour passes. We could kiss when we should be working. We could kiss on a crowded street in New York City. We could kiss in front of the girls. We could kiss and never look back. We could kiss whenever we put on our shoes. We could kiss if the sun comes up. We could kiss every time a bird chirps. We could kiss on a rainy day. We could kiss over dark chocolate with Pop Rocks. We could kiss each other's fingertips. We could kiss while rushing out the door. We could kiss and wake up. We could kiss on a Tuesday. We could kiss long and slow. We could kiss forever. Yes! Let’s kiss forever . . . .
