Love is in the air. (Especially here in North Texas with 70 degree temperatures and budding trees!) I couldn’t resist asking a couple of the authors who have recently visited about thoughts on their first kisses.
After all, the first kiss is very telling. I’ve seen them happen on the first date, and I’ve seen them happen at the altar. (Now THAT’s impressive!) But whenever that first kiss occurs, there’s a special realization. Wouldn’t you agree? Continue reading
I don’t know if you can tell, but this sailor is on board a ship. The girl being lifted up, in my mind is his date whom he missed kissing because of a mean-tempered sergeant or letting the time get away from him, or both.
This romantic shot started the gears churning in my imagination.
I’m sure there were some words exchanged before the “1, 2, 3, up!” I can imagine her bracing herself against the hull so she wouldn’t lose her balance before she reached him.
Totally romantic. While it probably wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in, it was easily the most unforgettable kiss either of them ever experienced. I wonder what happened to them when he got back home – if he got back home.
Shoot-fire, I’m drawn into this story and I don’t even write historical fiction.
But right after I pinned this photo, I found another just like it. I couldn’t resist nor ignore the easy comparison between the two shots, although the second one is lacking a few of the details like the ship. Oh and the friends.
Curious?
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Yes, this is really good – terribly … ahhhh …
Romeo, Romeo, where you at, boy?
All this picture needs is an ivy covered trellis and a rosebud peaking out behind the lady’s ear.
Which one is the lady? Hmmmm. If this is Romeo and Juliet, she’s on the balcony. But I prefer the picture above – less tragic. Or at least it would be if I wrote the story. So she’s the one stretching up.
Have I told you how much I adore Pinterest?
What is the most romantic thing you’ve ever done or been involved in?
