There was a moment last night, in the midst of the crowd, band revelling in their recreation of great songs by rock gods, and I kissed him. It was soft, and sweet, and it lingered, and HE slipped his tongue into my mouth and it gave me a thrill, and my mouth watered and for that moment, the world disappeared except for us. HE looked into my eyes after, we smiled, and I turned around and we re-engaged with the band and their fans.
It isn't gone. It's far from gone. It is just beginning.
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