Ak

The first time you kissed me it was a surprise, I wasn’t ready. It was a sneak attack, funny ‘cause they say the girl ‘always knows.’ I think we’re lucky we didn’t chip a tooth. The unexpected slowed me - ‘ok, that happened,’ I thought. Because I’d wondered, before - ‘does he like me like THAT?’ and suddenly you came into sharp focus, your lips, your eyes, your goofy smile. It changed things, for us - like Jesus’s birth changed time - there was before kiss (bk) and after kiss (ak). We somehow kludged our way into love - the old fashioned way without navigation software, dating sites, hookup apps or breadcrumbs. Like our foremothers and fathers or Columbus - we bumbled into a new world.