Kiss

He held my small hand in his wide one. His eyes were cast downwards as he stepped towards me. I grinned uncontrollably. He lowered his head and gently kissed me. Underneath a layer of cold, his lips were warm and tasted like chocolate. My heart raced. He wrapped an arm around me, shielding my body from the wind and snow. It wasn’t our first kiss, but it might as well have been.

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Entry in Tis the Season for a Holiday Photo Contest
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