That Kiss

That kiss tasted like warm sunlight toasting the tongue with honeyed sun and promises on a blue sky day That kiss reached far into one seeking to open words locked inside let out like crysallis butterflies wet and warm, shaking, fluttering away That kiss cracked codes brokered seals on contracts that were ancient and new begging for no mercy in love and war, there are no rules That kiss like an earthquake the world shattering away toppling old empires inside crowns and robes falling That kiss ringing in the mind like bells tolling enter at your own risk beware beware beware at the table set for two That kiss the mind and heart co-dependent debated, but this is accurate this is true That kiss for memory, served fresh, the neck, the breast, velvet soft the salt on the skin tasted hungrily beautiful pain expressed That kiss the heart swallowed the feelings like sherbet the skin lovingly aggravated the rocking of boats on the unsure surface of it all, no sight of sure what need has one of sures when the heat is rising and one begs for relief to be immersed in a deep cool blue ocean undulating waves inside unhostile take overs like smooth tsunamis take their captives willingly clinging each to the other to the sensual choice That kiss drowning the mind delivers a mercurial never ending feast for the war-worn bedded behind closed trojan eyes That kiss arrives one sunny day while you’re standing in the rain looking for sunlight in your dreams the wait is served That kiss kristallnacht like the glistening of cherries jubilee under crystal nights fresh and slick velvet white peaches tested and tasted baptised in violet scented dom perignon seduced, bubbles like love, tickle the throat That kiss overtakes everything dissolving words to colours unheard of in the spectrum melts silently loud synaesthesia joy and laughter That kiss never for free the most expensive cuisine love conditioned wide open to the predatory unconditional That kiss sensually served on the menu the bells no longer are heard only the crackling friction of wild electric storms That kiss the heat and fire defibrillating the dead risen again lying calm in the beautiful ruins shipwrecks the undiscovered buried below fathoms souls lost to each other the most precious wanton deep treasures pirates, and their kissing phantoms Candide Diderot. '24