My dear,

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

And yes, superfluous is the right word for it. Have you ever felt the air of the moment right before a kiss? Doesn’t it just make you want to ramble on and on from all that anxiety and electrical charge in the air? Doesn’t it feel like for that one moment you’re filled with the energy of the heavens and clouds and that you can move the skies?

In that one moment before a kiss, doesn’t it feel like you’re a living electrical wire? About to go haywire unless you’re grounded on the lips of another?

Falsely yours,
Ingrid Bergman