It Is Not That Kind Of Kiss

This kiss will last the epochs
This kiss is begun and ended
This kiss bridges race and creed
This kiss will haunt
This kiss will translate all language
This kiss will never speak
This kiss will tell no one
This kiss is for now and ever more
This kiss closes all doors
This kiss laughs at authority
This kiss defies radicals
This kiss is soft and hard
This kiss belongs in a book
This kiss denies study
This kiss will kill us both
This kiss is the ash in the air
This kiss never gave a thought
This kiss unbridles the horse
This kiss stands amongst the people
This kiss will send shockwaves
This kiss will tire our jaws
This kiss does lead somewhere
This kiss will be a show trial
This kiss creases the fold
This kiss should be classified
This kiss could get me hung
This kiss is nothing special
This kiss is a shadow on the road
This kiss will never go down
This kiss is Tutankhamen
This kiss lends an apology
This kiss tends towards the sightless
This kiss is there to see you through
This kiss is not that kind of kiss

Taken from the Anthology: First Thoughts Towards Our Collective Dreams