There are so many types of kisses.
First there are the lazy kisses where he pulls you closer to him in the bed and kisses the back of your neck or shoulder lazily,
Second there are the stolen kisses when he'll just stop and press his lips to yours briefly and smirk as he happily continues whatever he was doing,
Thirdly there are the warm kisses, the kisses that make you feel loved and fuzzy as if putting on a pair of fuzzy socks while drinking hot chocolate by the fire,
Fourthly, there are the passionate and lustful kisses, the kisses that ignite the fire, feeding into the flame that sends sparks down your body, the kisses that leave you breathless,
Fifthly, there are the goodbye kisses, the kisses that wrench your heart tearing it into multiple pieces like shredded paper, you can't help but sob and fall to the ground as he leaves, stepping out of your life forever.
And finally there are the first kisses, the kisses that make everyone nervous with butterflies and worms in their stomach wriggling to get free. The first kisses that mean a fresh start, a new outlook on life. It's the first kiss that establishes the relationship, the first kiss that proves you are willing and wanting to be more with the person, to want more.