A Kiss Means So Much More
A kiss is like the first lick of an ice cream cone.
A kiss won’t let you forget to pick up the phone.
A kiss is the reason I wrote this poem.
A kiss never takes to long.
A kiss will say you can sing this song
A kiss will have you feeling like you can do no wrong.
A kiss will have an excited man
go out and buy a ring.
A kiss will make a woman’s soul begin to sing.
It’s the beginning of what we have in store.
A kiss has a way asking please, may I have one more.
Now with a kiss we put the kids to bed,
bring a glass of water, and lock the bedroom door.
And yet a kiss means so much more.
A kiss will make a shy teenager
bold enough to brag.
A kiss is like eating
the first potato chip out of the bag.
A kiss for some, is like a cigarette’s
first satisfying drag.
With a hug and last kiss
we cry and say our good byes.
Telling little white lies,
watching a loved one walk out
going to work or to war.
Hoping when they come back,
we won’t have to say goodbye any more.
A kiss will say I’m glad you made it home.
A kiss is the reason I wrote this poem.
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