KISS

In the feeling of the moment
As close as you can
Be to a crumpled t-shirt
And the jeans that
Smell like old deodorant
That hair that’s
Stood up
Sweating on end
And the smile
In the eyes that
Makes the whole world
Melt away

Mistakes find somewhere else
To be
As you disappear
Into a pair of lips
And hands so
Tentatively stuck
To hips
Or nested just behind
The head
Your spines
Two swans’ necks
Leaning in to sigh
In soft murmurs
Loving lurks
And all around
Are fireworks