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From the Ted Talk by Tim Seibles: "First Kiss"

Unscramble the Blue Letters


First Kiss Her mouth fell into my mouth like a summer snow, like a 5th season, like a fresh Eden, like Eden when Eve made God wephimr with the liquid tilt of her hips— her kiss hurt like that— I mean, it was as if she’d mixed the sweat of an angel with the taste of a tangerine, I swear. My mouth had been a helmet forever greased with sctrees, my mouth a dead-end serett a little bit lit by teeth—my heart, a clam slammed shut at the bottom of a dark, but her mouth pulled up like a baby-blue clialdac peckad with canaries driven by a toucan—I sewar those lips said bhirgt wings when we kissed, wild and precise—as if she were taiechng a sesarhoe to speak— her mouth so craufel, cnmuhmig the first voewl from my throat until my brain was a piano banged loud, heaemmrd like that— it was like, I swear her tongue was Saturn’s 7th moon— hot like that, hot and cold and circling, circling, turning me into a glad planet— sun on one side, night pouring her slow hand over the other: one fire flying the kite of another. Her kiss, I swear—if the Great Mother rushed open the moon like a gift and you were there to feel your soadhw finally unhooked from your wirst. That’d be it, but even sweeter— like a riot of peg-legged priests on pogo-sticks, up and up, this way and this, not finllag but on and on like that, badly behaved but holy—I swear! That kiss: both lips utterly committed to the world like a Peace Corps, like a free store, forever and always a new city—no locks, no walls, just doors—like that, I swear, like that.

Open Cloze


First Kiss Her mouth fell into my mouth like a summer snow, like a 5th season, like a fresh Eden, like Eden when Eve made God _______ with the liquid tilt of her hips— her kiss hurt like that— I mean, it was as if she’d mixed the sweat of an angel with the taste of a tangerine, I swear. My mouth had been a helmet forever greased with _______, my mouth a dead-end ______ a little bit lit by teeth—my heart, a clam slammed shut at the bottom of a dark, but her mouth pulled up like a baby-blue ________ ______ with canaries driven by a toucan—I _____ those lips said ______ wings when we kissed, wild and precise—as if she were ________ a ________ to speak— her mouth so _______, ________ the first _____ from my throat until my brain was a piano banged loud, ________ like that— it was like, I swear her tongue was Saturn’s 7th moon— hot like that, hot and cold and circling, circling, turning me into a glad planet— sun on one side, night pouring her slow hand over the other: one fire flying the kite of another. Her kiss, I swear—if the Great Mother rushed open the moon like a gift and you were there to feel your ______ finally unhooked from your _____. That’d be it, but even sweeter— like a riot of peg-legged priests on pogo-sticks, up and up, this way and this, not _______ but on and on like that, badly behaved but holy—I swear! That kiss: both lips utterly committed to the world like a Peace Corps, like a free store, forever and always a new city—no locks, no walls, just doors—like that, I swear, like that.

Solution


  1. secrets
  2. wrist
  3. careful
  4. seahorse
  5. shadow
  6. hammered
  7. whimper
  8. cadillac
  9. swear
  10. teaching
  11. chumming
  12. packed
  13. vowel
  14. street
  15. falling
  16. bright

Original Text


First Kiss Her mouth fell into my mouth like a summer snow, like a 5th season, like a fresh Eden, like Eden when Eve made God whimper with the liquid tilt of her hips— her kiss hurt like that— I mean, it was as if she’d mixed the sweat of an angel with the taste of a tangerine, I swear. My mouth had been a helmet forever greased with secrets, my mouth a dead-end street a little bit lit by teeth—my heart, a clam slammed shut at the bottom of a dark, but her mouth pulled up like a baby-blue Cadillac packed with canaries driven by a toucan—I swear those lips said bright wings when we kissed, wild and precise—as if she were teaching a seahorse to speak— her mouth so careful, chumming the first vowel from my throat until my brain was a piano banged loud, hammered like that— it was like, I swear her tongue was Saturn’s 7th moon— hot like that, hot and cold and circling, circling, turning me into a glad planet— sun on one side, night pouring her slow hand over the other: one fire flying the kite of another. Her kiss, I swear—if the Great Mother rushed open the moon like a gift and you were there to feel your shadow finally unhooked from your wrist. That’d be it, but even sweeter— like a riot of peg-legged priests on pogo-sticks, up and up, this way and this, not falling but on and on like that, badly behaved but holy—I swear! That kiss: both lips utterly committed to the world like a Peace Corps, like a free store, forever and always a new city—no locks, no walls, just doors—like that, I swear, like that.

Frequently Occurring Word Combinations




Important Words


  1. angel
  2. badly
  3. banged
  4. behaved
  5. bit
  6. bottom
  7. brain
  8. bright
  9. cadillac
  10. canaries
  11. careful
  12. chumming
  13. circling
  14. clam
  15. cold
  16. committed
  17. corps
  18. dark
  19. driven
  20. eden
  21. eve
  22. falling
  23. feel
  24. fell
  25. finally
  26. fire
  27. flying
  28. free
  29. fresh
  30. gift
  31. glad
  32. god
  33. greased
  34. great
  35. hammered
  36. hand
  37. heart
  38. helmet
  39. hot
  40. hurt
  41. kiss
  42. kissed
  43. kite
  44. lips
  45. liquid
  46. lit
  47. locks
  48. loud
  49. mixed
  50. moon
  51. mother
  52. mouth
  53. night
  54. open
  55. packed
  56. peace
  57. piano
  58. pouring
  59. priests
  60. pulled
  61. riot
  62. rushed
  63. seahorse
  64. season
  65. secrets
  66. shadow
  67. shut
  68. side
  69. slammed
  70. slow
  71. snow
  72. store
  73. street
  74. summer
  75. sun
  76. swear
  77. sweat
  78. tangerine
  79. taste
  80. teaching
  81. throat
  82. tilt
  83. tongue
  84. turning
  85. unhooked
  86. utterly
  87. vowel
  88. walls
  89. whimper
  90. wild
  91. wings
  92. world
  93. wrist