Hell or Heaven's bliss
A kiss is but a fleeting moment but it can start a fire that burns so bright, the first move in the art of sex, a game that lasts all night
Passion passing lip to lip, erotica sliding off the tongue, there's a kiss at the beginning and another when it's done
The opening move can be slow and very gently done, or it could be the opening salvo, like a bullet from a gun
Slow burning embers, that glows throughout the night, or a firey inferno burning fierce and wildly bright
So many different feelings can be passed through one small kiss, it's all down to what your aiming for, it could be hell or bliss
Sadly there's the other side, it could be the pain of a goodbye, it may take a while for your heart to mend, before you give a kiss another try
Passion, joy, love, lust and pain all facets of a kiss, it's all down to the circumstance, is it hell or heaven's bliss
THE KINKY POET
