There's No Kiss Poem by Jacqueline Ellison

There's no kiss more subtle than the ones from your mouth,
When stealth takes over my lips,
By intruding my pores without grievance,
It Feed's my skin when it touches me.

There's no kiss that enhances my life more,
Like the one you give me when I'm embracing death,
I learned to find luck by being by your side.
Right in the places I thought were lost.

There's no kiss that raises my sorrows,
Like the one you give me when I'm near tears,
You have the magic of saving me from breaking,
When I drink the fresh water from your seas.

But there's no kiss in this world, or no others,
Like yours, they freed me from the ordeal,
It rehabilitates me from my defects, and my habits,
And even repairs so many broken feelings.