#dailyspark The Cartography of the First Kiss Our first kiss was a compass of fire, a burning line d…
#dailyspark The Cartography of the First Kiss Our first kiss was a compass of fire, a burning line drawn across destiny’s map. Her mouth met mine with the force of every lifetime we had waited to collide. I felt her claim me— not with possession, but with recognition. A soul remembering its coordinates. A body remembering its home. In that kiss, I knew: I had arrived at the woman my heart had been navigating toward long before I had words for longing.
