A Kiss Poem by Zawadi Awich

The passion well spent
The bittersweet aftermath of the kiss
Awakening the soul
Stirring the blood, releasing the mind
Caressing the thougths it grows,
Drowning its possessors in a new sea
Leaving no chance to flee
For trapped within it you be
Floating in a lazy pool of ecstasy
Tastin its sweetness
Absorbing its delicious scents
Creating a vigorosity within
One that controls the being
Leaving only instincts, it takes over
Pulling, pushing, gaining and giving
All in the power of a drugging kiss