Lips Don't Lie

What if I painted a kiss
in every style I have felt?
their would be fire and sparks
and then there would be death.

Some kiss with their lips,
some kiss with their heart
some kiss on a
wish of the next contempt.

Others kiss with the brain
in their pants,
others kiss on
a wish for a chance.

Kiss.
If you can't.
Learn.

Kiss is like air
it's possible, reasonable,
and it's there.

Breathe and breathe again,
some will kiss you
and death will arrive.

Kiss again and give,
the sky will burn,
and your lips will live.