kisses deserve the sanctity of quiet classification
as in i know my categories, as in you should have some too
there is a difference between sloppy, satisfying and super
charged white lighting boom
there are bitches who don’t deserve shit
do not kiss them
be they beautiful beyond boundaries of sanity, full bodied
with mass appeal for Playboy covers, masturbation fantasies and video shoots
bitches who have bitches they roll with, nothing more to say
and contribute
emptiness to the galaxy
you will be drained. i promise.
this is the cost of kissing a bitch. do not risk.
save lips. save semi-precious weaponery for butterfly kiss
against brain instead.
there are girls you kiss in cum stained bathrooms against
walls used for unprotected, unlubricated fucking
anal or otherwise
half drunk girls whose names never existed, whose bare
breasts fill palm of hand but leave no offering
kisses that satiate immediate need for validation and
because fuck it, if she’s cute enough…
know the difference between kisses
it is a master skill, master yourself and the lips you use
to say ‘hello’
there are women that must only be kissed under the glow of
urban moonlight as the rush of weary
whizzes by
miss this moment and mouth will wake up angry for the memory
women untamed, hair natural, attitude in balance with
equator and lunar pulls
women with hips for children, breasts for worshipping and
small smiles that are flashed for only you {in the moment} {hers for always}
there are muses whose mouths must be mounted in between ever
moistening mounds of thighs and moments of unrestrained eye contact
take muse to museum
find Frida and Diego invite them to join
covered in political acrylics, sex partner history and
legend
take muse to private corner of altar with one candle lit for
every kiss, with one rosary bead counted for every droplet of sweat produced by
overactive glands
say a fucking prayer and then say one more for her
let tongues guide secrets and stories of before this
instance into bloodstream, into bowels, into pulsing brain waves
it is the only way for some things to be shared
there are goddesses who must be kissed between the loops of
Orion’s belt
entangle Cassiopeia and make it Cosmic
create intergalactic group make out session that leads into
milky way lovemaking
with my milk leading the way for fusion of constellations
followed by rapture
kiss a Goddess once and you will always know what God tastes
like
be a kiss ninja.
kisses are for girls, women, muses, goddesses, warriors,
witches, spinsters, alchemists, teachers, semi drunken sages and all those who
believe that exactly where you are is where you’ve always needed to be
kissing is for poets, dreamers, motorcycle rebels, day
laborers, night crawlers,
early birds, and bridge walkers…
a kiss is always just a kiss
until it is both sunrise and sunset
know the difference
