The Mechanical Kiss

the mechanical kiss comes without “love”
without any sense of “love”
without any place for “love”
without any want of affection in the manner of
“making love”
without any need for the emotions invested in
“love”
without any want for the romance babbled about
concerning this “love”
without any stake in a later possibility of “love”
without any further investigation of the
concept as it is defined by
others in “love”---

the mechanical kiss is one based on pure urge---
it has no direction beyond immediate gratification &
it’s the lighting of the fuse 
for the coming explosion(s)---
it rides hard against the grain of what we are told by all of the
morality police 
that should be the reason for 
****ing &
if not ****ing,
then it ignites all the things beyond ****ing, the blades,
the whips, the chains, the toys, the lubes, the machines,
the candles dripping wax, the nails scraping down backs,
the water hoses, the paddles, the tying up, the pvc, the
metal prongs &
the
just
letting
go, 
where the time spent pushing the body to the limit of
experience is not restrained
by these complications
which leave us stirring days later
in wonder---
no,
the spent, exhausted body,
will suffice.

and just think,
one kiss started it all
one key in the hole
one lightning strike deep into the furthest reservoir
of our splashing sex---
moist
lips
will
quiver 
best
when
licked.

Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2012

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