Kiss

There is a tender kiss of strong desire,
With smell of lust on greedy lovers lips.
The kiss of pectoral cross under the deadly fire,
When life is almost over and heart last beats.

Another kiss is for your dearest mother,
For sisters, brothers,relatives and friends,
Forgiving all the sins once made each other,
The farewell kiss for travellers, leaving for lands.

There is the kiss of children's friendship,
And kiss of classmates, and the one of dog.
Just married kiss, before they learn their hardship,
The final kiss of air, those, sinking in the bog.

There is the last kiss of the dying,
Who wants to keep the warmth of lips,
To take away with soul lonely flying,
The memories on gradually cooling fingertips.

Nevertheless, whatever we are kissing,
The kisses, when in love, we all remember best!
And those kisses, everyone is missing,
And  keeps in memories  until one's life the rest!