Throughout my life, I had never kissed someone and felt as fantastic as I did when I kissed him before.
“Oh to be a girl who was offered a mystery night by a man who was like the butterflies in my stomach.”
I miss that night—the magical night that he showed me his enchantment through his dazzling kiss. There were the navy-blue-sky and the tranquil-lake as witnesses to this incident. Though it was night and everything seemed dark, I still saw him clearly through the light of the shining moon that shone upon him. The weather was somehow cold, but it did not matter since his fervor kept embracing my body at that moment.
I loved his kiss. I loved the moment when I was kissed by the gleaming, devilish man. I loved the way he gently embedded his tongue into my mouth—his hand went deftly around my body, as if he knew just how to make my heart skip a beat. Suddenly, he moved his lips over my neck and began kissing it lightly—his breath poured on my skin like a signal to me,
“I want you to be mine tonight.”
“Oh to be a girl who was offered a mystery night by a man who was like the butterflies in my stomach.” This was what I thought before I was drawn into the light of paradise by him.