Kisses – both chocolate and otherwise

Male guitarist

My first kiss was chocolate. Always wondered why they were wrapped in impenetrable foil. My first real kiss was truly forgettable, please. It was not chocolate and tasted like impenetrable foil. My most memorable one – ooh, words fail me at this point. Suffice to say there was a subway involved…

– Edward, father, lover, musician, teacher of neat stuff, dark side navigator, mental health consumer, breadmaker, bookbinder, amateur fool and former Christian. Playing more in Buddha’s fields.