First Kiss

Listen with a beckoned ear. The way a tandem flock Assembles to the gravity of warmth. Fearlessly cascading the open sky. Only to veer for nourishment Or an unpredictable speck of dust. A kiss is first science, then art. Osculating the geometric curves of the fit. Once true, a kiss becomes abstract to the senses. Perceptively measured by taste and texture. Come. Please. While we are nestlings in this season. Let’s experiment. Perhaps practice with a pallet and brush.