A kiss?
What is a kiss?
What does it hold?
Why do we say it's so bold?
Is it for friendship or bliss?
Or just plain selfishness?
Does your first, still reminisce?
Do you still recall, what made that kiss?
The taste, the smell, the fragrant mist?
Was it truly such, a true love's kiss?

What was the expected reaction
when it was only an abstraction
not for love but for lust
a tool to be mold your emotions in gold
by the words that are lies
for they've been spoken before
by countless love makers untold
Oh how this kiss will unfold
just like countless stories of...