Jenny Kiss'd Me When We Met

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She kissed me.

I didn't even know her name then. She kissed me. This was before her lips became my water, before her touch became my sustenance. We didn't know anything about each other. Jenny was always the outgoing one.

Her smile was like sunshine. It warmed my cold heart, let my head soar, but kept my feet on the ground. I love her.

All it took was that first kiss. Unexpected. Wild and brave. She didn't even know my name. She thought I looked "right" to her and that was all there was to it. She was so kind to everyone, so wonderful in all her many ways.

All those things and more, my Jenny was. I love her with all my heart and all my soul.

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