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A Kiss


They press together
Collective passions interlocked
Sometimes soft, imperceptible contact
Other times near violent – passion-ridden.

Over a lifetime, these moments
Mere miniscule blips on a person’s timeline,
Carry resonance, flavor, memory unobliteratable
Into future thoughts, feelings, sighs.

To walk each day without the promise of another
To feel the loss of what a kiss delivers
To desire that moment of connection
Can drive a person to loneliness and despair.

Too many kisses hold no passion
No truth, no distinction from banality.
Far too many embody lies
Lies of detachment, obligation.

But oh, the love-filled, passion-laden kiss.
Souls connected
Universe righted.
Cherished for a lifetime…