there is magic in a kiss…
the magic is there, hiding in plane sight…
let me be more specific…there is magic in a good kiss from someone you truly love, who truly loves you…sometimes, I think its actually the moment right before a kiss the holds all the magic...the intention, the tenderness, the intimacy is all there, wrapped up in the small moment, just before your lips touch…that is where the magic is…
which brings me to my next point…as a photographer, it is the very moment before a kiss that is also beautiful visually…I think it’s because when we see an image of a moment of tenderness and desire, we can be transported…to a moment we felt that same feeling…it elicits memories of young love, perhaps even heartache…the power of emotion both as an experience and within an image is nestled safely in the moment just before, just between two states of being…I love to capture these magical “in between” spaces of longing…perhaps in part to honor a bit of the magic that has graced my lips (pun intended) in my life…
don’t get me wrong, magic is not imbedded only in the moment before…a really good kiss hold all other sorts of magic of course…it’s just, there is something indescribable about the richness of experience “before” the thing we want happens….the intimacy of shared desire, that magic is what fascinates me, both as a photographer and as a woman….there is so much humanity in that vulnerability….does that makes sense??
I remember a time I was madly in love with a young man…we were close, in sync, so sweet and tender…one morning he had to go out of town for a day or so…we said goodbye on my steps, we kissed, we smiled, we exchanged “I love you’s”…he got in his car and started to back up…then he stopped and looked at me through the windshield…i’ll never forgot the way he got back out of the car and slowly walked back to me, full of intention…our eyes were locked as he walked across the driveway and back to where I stood on the steps…what happened next is not possible to put into words…suffice it say, it was the best kiss of my life that I can remember…the kiss it self resembled hundreds of others we shared during our time together…this kiss is etched in my mind because of the moment before…the way he looked at me…the way he couldn’t leave without kissing me again…the intention is what held all the magic for me then and now in my memory of that moment…
there is magic in a kiss…
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