Kissing Cousins

Kisses end, and bubbles...pop.
Eyes avert, or they drop,
but kiss again, you know they will
(the loss there warrants more),
sensation blending all
toward what lies left in store,
tasting touch and smell, too true,
and visions, O!  See the floating orb,
glistening, gleaming there between them
(so seeming kith, yet kin),
a planet's worth of expectations?
Alas, adrift.  It cannot be:
They are first blood relations...pop.


(12/18/2013)