30,000 KISSES

At least,
once in the morning,
once at night,
and some in between,
A ritual connecting us,
to other lovers throughout history.

A brief touch,
co-mingled breath and skin,
so utterly personal and private,
yet, so lovely in its memory,
it makes it hard to stand
when you think about it.

What we might’ve missed,
if we hadn’t kissed,
I hope we never resist
The joy,
of being kissed.