A Kiss

Kissing has no language
     Simply lips on lips
     One tongue caressing
     another, and so a kiss...

     Can not lie, always it
     Speaks the truth
     Whether in violent
     burst of desperate
     Passion...

     Or a gentile mist  
     of sweet sorrow
     engulfed  regret,
     Such a small
     bit of flesh
     encircling its
     longing, its hope,
     its horror, and
     eternal love...

     Onto someone else

     No country alone
     could bare the blame
     for such a thing,
     It belongs to us all

     A cherished burden,
     and most wonderful
     responsibility.