a kiss is a promise

I was a late bloomer in the kissing-field, but since that awkward first, I've thoroughly enjoyed those moments. Kisses are so sweet. As are hugs. But I'll hug anyone. Kisses are reserved for very special someones.

so here's my bucket list of places to get kissed before I die:

on top of a mountain (no mt. everest, of course. possibly after a ski-left has taken us to the top)

in the rain

in the snow

in a fancy restaurant

at midnight on new year's ever

at my wedding

in a foreign country

while in the ocean

in Times Square

on a camping trip

on a picnic

under mistletoe

in a black & white photo

while cooking dinner

by the christmas tree

in front of a fire place (with a fire burning)

on a ski lift

to shut me up mid-ramble

in a museum

while on a boat

while in an airplane

in two (three, four) places at once 

in las vegas

on the beach

in Fiji

on  a playground