Kissing
Kissing
A brushing against one another
Of two pairs of lips
That some inner fire kindles
In their owners
Or simply their tongues
Gives inter-locking chances.
A contact quite in order
Between two bilabials obeying some tips
That no dignity dwindles
Nor Holy Moaners
Of the highest rungs
Offer a reason for war dances.
Kissing is a love-fuelling foreplay
For all lips save the hard-baked clay;
Roguishly good at ending a fray
And much awaited like juices on a tray.
A lot couples and partners miss,
When they frivolously forget to kiss;
With frequent releases of a hurting hiss
Enthroning a world of ***** bliss.
Kissing, shortly after an arrival,
Is the Best of Welcome
And ahead of a separating travel
The finest of farewells.
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