On Kissing Oneself

a cat licks its own
paws and
body

self-cleansing
i suppose

the waves of the
sea kiss
its own shores

nature's course
i suppose

a dog chases
its own tail

instincts perhaps
i still suppose so

and when i say
i kiss myself
as you kiss yourself
too

my lips licking my
own palms

your tongue
tasting the salt
in your fingers

nothing narcissistic
i suppose

it is the possibility
when all love fails

self-love
self healing

a way of sensing
the exits
through
the labyrinths
of our illusions

will that be wrong
my friend?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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