A Kiss
Why would I want to,
Kiss another lips,
When I have a kiss that is true.
A kiss from the mind,
Body and soul.
A kiss of any other
Nature would be boring
And a just a guilty pleasure.
For the kisses can be
Measured with the feelings,
That are put into it.
Meaning there are so many
Different ways to kiss.
But only one true kiss will
Be the highest and far above
The ordinary. Only the ones
Who know the difference will
Know it is extraordinary.
There are kisses of lust,
But then after a while the
feelings just turn to dust.
Kisses of passion only
Just leads to no compassion,
And then it dies out fast.
Lastly but not least,
the kiss for just sex,
which is why so many people
Get perplexed and then doubt. When it is not at all complex,
Just so simple.
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