There’s a type of kiss in them all
When your head rests tired upon a pillow
When you depart from a friend
When you greet them again
The drunken fool that finds itself somewhere new
The overrated kind of many red carpet couples
The heat shared with water shared with sun
The unwelcome display like eyes in a mirror
The empty cold interaction of strangers lips meeting
The unfold of emotion like the opening of an envelope
The electric feeling with barely any movement
And the way I wish to kiss you
That requires no description