A Kiss

A kiss is a stamp, a seal, of the taking in of the essence of one, two-, to steal of that goodly feel. A bliss, a steal, a clamp so true, A gesture pure, from me to you. It takes in essence, of the goodly feel, A bond so strong, nothing can steal. A kiss under the stars, a magical rite, Whispers of sweet nothings, in the night. It ignites a flame, a passion so wild, A connection that's untouchable, undefiled. A kiss on the forehead, a symbol of care, A moment so tender, that none can impair. It soothes the soul, and wipes away fears, A touch so gentle, that brings healing tears. A kiss on the lips, a symbol of love, A bond so strong, sent from above. It seals a promise, an unbreakable bond, A love that lasts, and forever beyond. A kiss, a stamp, a seal so divine, It marks a moment, amore-eel electric frozen in time. An act of pure giving, with nothing to lose but a stare, can yet enliven, so there. A simple gesture of the love of now, here, but with so much to choose and dare, endear.