On My Way To Heaven

A kiss, the touching of lips, the reaching of a soul.

A kiss to my husband, a moment of love. Our moment. Time stops.

No words are needed just a kiss….our kiss. Sweeter than honey, intoxicating love, all in a kiss.

My little girl’s kiss, so tender and fragile. So sweet and loving. Her face close to mine.

I can smell her hair, and she kisses Mommy. And I melt.  I do not say a word,  I just enjoy the moment, her little kiss.

Her eyelashes against my face, her little fingers running through my hair, another kiss...my day is full.

My young lady’s kiss, she is growing, how can I love you more? but still, she comes to Mom for a kiss. I need her, she needs me.

We hold hands, we are close, we whisper our love for each other.

Holding hands I kiss her forehead, I reach her heart. It is love in a kiss. Her head against mine… a sigh. Our season.

An honorable young son, his fingers draw a world  outside ours. Fantasy takes over him.

Labour and dreams…all come together and kiss me.

He is now as tall as I am, his arms fully embrace me. His kiss fills me with joy.

We hold our faces together and see each other eye to eye. A kiss, a bridge, a moment to touch.

He is as tall as his Dad, he needs now to bend to kiss Mom; he holds my head with tenderly love and kisses my forehead.

He hugs me from behind, an unexpected kiss. Gratitude fills my heart.

A kiss and those words “I love you”, a treasure in a kiss.

Let us kiss…lips are for kissing. Love in a kiss, love with a kiss.

A reaching of the soul. A moment to treasure.

Thank you Lord for the gift of kissing.

This post is linked to an invitation from Kelly @ This Restless Heart , to bring out an older post… Thanks for the idea.

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