Did You Know??
The science of kissing is called philematology.
Scholars are unsure if kissing is a learned or instinctual behavior. In some cultures in Africa and Asia, kissing does not seem to be practiced.
Passionate kissing burns 6.4 calories a minute. A Hershey’s kiss contains 26 calories, which takes five minutes of walking–or about four minutes of kissing–to burn off.
French kissing involves 34 facial muscles. A pucker kiss involves only two.
In France, it’s called a tongue kiss or soul kiss because if done right, it feels as if two souls are merging. In fact, several ancient cultures thought that mouth-to-mouth kissing mingled two lovers’ souls.
Kissing is good for teeth. The anticipation of a kiss increases the flow of saliva to the mouth, giving the teeth a plaque-dispersing bath.
Kissing at the conclusion of a wedding ceremony can be traced to ancient Roman tradition where a kiss was used to sign contract.
The average person spends at least two weeks of their life kissing.
Arriving home from a late summer’s day, my feet ached; I walked six miles. Not exactly planned but thank God there was no rain. Building a rather large shed, jumping about and climbing up and down the ladder, I think I did my daily aerobics. So I pulled my truck into the garage, turned it off, and I didn’t have the energy to open the door. Fragilely, I stepped out, walking as though I was stepping on egg shells. I opened the house door only to be greeted with a hug and a great big kiss!
Now we have all been kissed before. But you know, there’s something so special about being kissed when your half dead from a hard day at work. I think I can relate to how the family hound feels after returning home from being lost.
There’s just no comparison to a kiss when that kiss is so “heartfelt”. I’m not sure if I’ve ever felt a kiss that touched my heart so much. Not even a touch, though that’s a different kind of feeling, warm as well; but it was just a simple act of affection that grabbed my entire soul.
The twinkle in her smile told me how much she missed me. I felt the sparkle as she stared into my soul. God, what an awesome feeling!! So I put down my things, reached around to respond to her hug but she was gone. Just like a spirit!
A tear came….where’d she go? Was I dreaming? Retreating to reality, I wasted no time rejuvenating my body. Cleanliness, you know, is close to where I want to be as I start my journey to search for that dream. God knows what she means to me as I reach for the passion she brings.
But at the end of the day, I look in her eyes and wrap my weary arms around her waist. I smile at her face and there I “kiss” her loving heart – goodnight.