He wanted to kiss her past, present and future and the spiritual path she had taken, her thighs, legs and feet and toes were a good enough replacement, he wanted to kiss her deeds and her actions and her creations, so he kissed her hands, her palms, and her fingers delicately so he wouldnt break them, he wanted to hug her spirit he wanted to hug her soul, but he had no choice but her body to hold, so he held, touched and hugged, he loved her so much, to him she was so kind that he wanted to kiss her mind, her visions, her thoughts and her dreams, but he could not see, so instead he kissed her forehead, for in her mind,and in them visions ,thoughts and dreams,he believed, yes he believed in her, he could see nothing wrong with her, he loved listening to her speak, her voice, her speech, her sweet song he could not touch, but he noticed where these begin in her, so he kissed her neck, he kissed her lips, and stuck his tongue in her mouth to find and connect with the tongue in her throat, he loved her life, he loved her pressence, he kissed her nose, for it gave her breath, it sucked in the air so she could breathe to keep her in this present reality , he thanked her nose and her breath, hoping never to see his girls death, all he had left to kiss was her heart, her heart was what he wanted to kiss next, but her bossom was in the way, so instead he kissed her breast , paul