I've been listening to The XX's album a lot and all i can think when i listen to it is that it's made for kissing. a sort of innocent kissing - standing up kissing. kissing by the bus stop saying goodbye after the night before, but not wanting to leave. kissing for the love of kissing, just for the sake of kissing - the sort of beautiful kissing that won't lead to sex - gorgeously soft, sensitive kissing, where you're thinking that you could just kiss this person for ever, that you can't believe that you are kissing them, but you are kissing them and you've got butterflies and you feel sick but happy and you want to smile and kiss and curve into their body and hold them tight and gently run your fingers up their spine. the secret teenage kiss at a party kissing the person you've had a crush on for weeks. a sort of gingerly fearful kiss that's excited but also slightly terrified - because it'll have to end, and then what?
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