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February 5, 2007
Watching Two Girls Kiss
A friend of mine got married recently. We used to work together years ago in the news business. She was a great person to have on your team. She was deadly smart and had a keen with that kept the office on their toes. We became friends and spent a lot of time outside of work together, talking about life and love. One day she came into work with a story of a new girl she met in a club on the weekend. We went out a couple of weeks later and I met her for the first time. She was tiny Greek girl, with curly black hair and a wide and pretty smile. Together, they made sparks on the dance floor and off. They were writing romance that night—a romance that would bring something new to the table. It was clear that they had chemistry. But it was when I saw these two girls kiss that I realized I was witnessing more than rampant passion.
There were numerous bumps along their romantic road that brought them to the verge of ruin. My friends parents weren’t happy to learn that their daughter was a lesbian. They dismissed her girlfriend from the start. And although this bothered them both, they pushed on. However, my friends parents weren’t the only one to disagree. Her girlfriends parents were okay with the situation but their issues were with race. I had more than my share of tears on my shoulder from trying to console my good friend. To top it off, they were separated by distance, too. They lived two hours apart and only one had a car, which meant a lot of commuting in one direction. Through it all, though, they never gave up on each other. There was never even talk of breaking it off. And when these two girls kissed, all of the doubt and bigotry and trouble faded.
If I were to point to one single factor to how and why they survived, I would
have to say it was the way they kiss. They express so much passion for one another.
It’s not a youthful exchange that lacks the depth of maturity. It’s
not a platonic peck that comes after too many sunrises spent in each others
company. It’s something much more inspiring. I’m in awe when I watch
them kiss. They are two people proclaiming their love. Their two souls mix as
juice is passed from one lip to the next. Now I don’t see two
girls kiss any more. I just see one entity—one life. They were
married this past weekend and I am wishing that all of the best kisses are yet
to come.
Posted by CupidsReviews Doug at February 5, 2007 3:42 PM
