k is for...

Kiss.

A celebration of love.
It was a day of joy. With each clink of a glass, there was a kiss. A day we will never forget... a beautiful start to our life together.
A new beginning.
The anticipation of her arrival was great. And there is nothing as sweet as a new Daddy holding his daughter, who fits in the palm of his hand... unless he is suddenly drawn to leave a fluttering kiss upon her tiny brow.
A precious moment.
There were probably ten people right around us... but we were sharing a quiet moment... a silly kiss. I didn't even know we were being watched... but that this spontaneous and genuine sliver of time was caught on film means the world to me.

Kisses tell a story... a story of love.
But not just love... the story of love that is shared.

Is not a kiss the very autograph of love?
-Henry Fink

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