Stephen Dunn

The Kiss - Poem by Stephen Dunn

How many years I must have yearned
for someone's lips against mind.
Pheromones, newly born, were floating
between us. There was hardly any air.

She kissed me again, reaching that place
that sends messages to toes and fingertips,
then all the way to something like home.
Some music was playing on its own.

Nothing like a woman who knows
to kiss the right thing at the right time,
then kisses the things she's missed.
How had I ever settled for less?

I was thinking this is intelligence,
this is the wisest tongue
since the Oracle got into a Greek's ear,
speaking sense. It's the Good,

defining itself. I was out of my mind.
She was in. We married as soon as we could.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about The Kiss by Stephen Dunn

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (2/17/2016 11:10:00 PM)

    Congrats on being poet of the day! Thanks for sharing this lovely poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (2/17/2016 4:40:00 PM)

    I enjoyed the truthfulness of this piece- -I smiled in tender recognition and remembered my young love- -and I enjoyed the quirky humor tracing through this (Report) Reply

  • (2/17/2016 3:11:00 PM)

    This reminds me of a kiss of many a year ago. I wish that I could write about it. Prudence cautions me. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (2/17/2016 8:53:00 AM)

    Of years gone by; but, she was finally in. Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (2/17/2016 5:05:00 AM)

    defining itself. I was out of my mind.
    She was in. We married as soon as we could.

    So it was a good ending.
    (Report) Reply

  • Samuel Adesunloro (2/17/2016 3:26:00 AM)

    This the best poem I read yet (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 20, 2014

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