She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.
I create worlds and people and stories every day on paper, in my mind, in my dreams.
I close my eyes and think of far off lands and heroes hidden in the smallest of hearts.
I meet new people every day; the people I imagine.
They belong to me and everyone around.
They touch my soul and open my eyes.
I bring them to life and in return they do the same for me.
I create joy and even darkness.
I am a mother, a father, brother and sister.
I am a doctor and teacher and healer.
I am a murderer. I am the God of Death.
I fall in love multiple times throughout the day.
I create new lives and new obstacles and new journeys and new triumphs and new defeats.
But also, glory. And family. And love and hope.
I am an Artist.
I am a Writer.
Therefore I Am.
If you don’t get excited when you’re about to kiss someone then you probably shouldn’t be kissing them. It should get you riled up inside and should not be mediocre.