Sunday, May 20, 2012

Smooch

I had this funny thought earlier today.

Kisses are funny things.
You go in not knowing what to expect...some people kiss sloppy, others slow, fast, whatever.
Then there's lip size differences (and my God has blessed me with some big ole smuckers),
intensity, tongue involvement, just a whole bunch of factors.
I'm not too technical when I get to kissin, but it's just a funny afterthought of it.

You kiss someone and it means something.
It doesnt have to, but most of the time it does.
You kiss this person and everything has to line up in your brain;
It has to line up, because no one searches for a bad kiss.
You want those pair of lips to make you come alive.
You're giving it your all, so why dont they righ'?

One becomes many and then soon enough, you're making out,
yet with that act, you must want to do it again...and again... and, (you guessed it!) again.
When you lay one on another person, isn't it just a tease of a possible future?



Probably doesnt make sense, but I did say It was a funny thought.



You're still persecuting me aren't you?

Later Days

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