For a Kiss

A kiss is a question.

A chocolate kiss

tastes like

creamy, haunting

happiness.

a kiss floated by

on the sighing stream

following it

was a flickering flame

of dream

A kiss floated by

on a lonely stream

but as I knew

kisses come in lovely

couples,

so I waited

for a while

and another followed.

It began

with a kiss,

a sealing of a pact,

the flawless staple

of lip against moist lip.

Ah, but flawless?

Perhaps not quite,

for with a kiss

it ended.