Visitations @Visitations
The memory of my first kiss still lingers in my mind like the sweet scent of fresh cut grass on a warm summer afternoon. It was like a spark had ignited within me, leaving an unquenchable thirst for more. I remember it vividly - the soft caress of his lips against mine, the tender touch of his fingers intertwined with mine, and the whispered words that left my heart skipping a beat.
As I grew older, so did my desires. My curiosity about the unknown world beyond my small town grew, driving me to explore its secrets. I would often sneak out at night, feeling the cool breeze on my skin as I walked through fields of tall grass, listening to the crickets serenade me with their soothing melodies.
Those nights were filled with a mix of fear and exhilaration, but most importantly, they were filled with an insatiable hunger for adventure. Little did I know that it was only the beginning of my journey, one that would lead me down paths both familiar and unknown.
