Kiss my idea

What is a kiss?
But a present full of bliss
Always in your life
From a mother’s smacker
To your girlfriend’s cracker
To the one that caused you strife
A kiss when you were born
And a kiss, when
From this world you’re torn
A kiss can signal the beginning of the end
Always wandering on without pretend
Don’t take them for granted
Don’t give them away as if in a market

Hold them dear
Keep them near
No more leer
Let us cheer
Now I’m clear
Have no fear
Kiss my idea

poem by Marco Driver
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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