18.i.22
747
3.18
kiss
(catalogue for reference only)
cover me with
or consider how up the arm and over
Gomez, Morticia, it’s a Latin thing
kiss of the wind on a cheek
first
or never been
but put your back into it now
a screen kiss only lips amiss
grist to the mill such
lest tongue shovel
kiss in the dark
and who knows whom?
here the French are blamed
breathless on the doorstep
when no one’s said ‘come in’
‘come up’
kiss much made of
these are the roses in cheek
brisk kiss
run up a leg till tickle
and where
I think we’re alone now
before it’s too late
a kiss through the bars
and the zoo begins
consider the black tailed prairie dog
and take your oxytocin
bishop’s ring
blarney stone
here’s one stolen
on the chin
unusual, but still
(gender notwithstanding
‘you may now kiss with pride’)
kiss from which, record setting
have to come up for air sometime
to seal it
wet sloppy betrayal
like dog to empty bowl now licked
pervy, lurid
teddy too
Moses greets his father-in-law
or Paul at Ephesus –
they fell on his neck
of two balls on the table
the air cheeks
or the kiss resisted
tongue down
filthy near
the ashtray lips
how often or not a ghost bestows
to keep us going so
heavy metal
swift barouche
make mine a madrigal with nighting
when nothing’s more to say
no one ever saw it
this bliss
and come again
one stops conversation
another stops the world
had that Franz Ferdinand
and princess pashed then
Hitler never would have lit
but handlebar moustaches!
home now, down the gangplank
and bend to the sod these fervoured lips
in an old novel he ejaculates
in another she recoils
under lucky mistletoe too
won’t quit
in and out of socks, pyjamas
under the old bed clothes
the kiss of luck
and some precede or follow a rhyme
under Section 294 of the Indian legal code, better not
there is this with which one is preoccupied
weeks in the planning
or keep the taste still on the lips
drink
to me only and so on
fancy flights!
kiss that whitens lies
then there is
the kiss persisting despite
the break up kiss
the make up kiss
the last kiss of the night
will it be mine? will you?
a casual aside
come hither
kiss of the tribe like a secret sigh
and some forbidden
who can know?
of pomp, circumstantial kiss
of the co-respondent
though nothing can be proved
a covid risk kiss
means much more
than the kind when we were kids
pull out all the stops
time tells
a kiss that missed
unofficial kind
a virtual kiss keeps me from afar
Gethsemane, betrayal
kiss at the bottom of the bottle
we’ll swim for
a biblical kiss will do your begetting
euphemistic for
the kiss that consecrates doomed calf
call it the Christmas kiss
in your stocking
or a booth set up, hugs too
ironic the kiss
which means must guess
last firing squad wish
on the day of the bullet delayed
and some have fallen for it
kiss of death, some say
others, as if into a pit
(that one false first step fits)
epilepsy brought on
pepper the air with prospect
kiss linger
blissed
(you won’t remember when the wedding was
but you’ll remember this)
kiss for which you have long fished
kiss on a dish as dogs do
till shine a snout
as if a well were tongue tip
kitsch kiss, too much lippie
vulgar leer either side
much whisker
and bristle bit
while I’ve got you
somewhat practised on a mirror
a kiss left in the misting glass
of the train already far
kiss at disembarking
when the luggage is concerned
aunts, uncles, sainted relics
(plague once spread that way)
come here, old stick
not every kiss can make the list
please just kiss me quick
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