Death by kiss


When they kiss, their lips

Cackle and blabber and chatter

In intimate tales of fierce fervor


They coil and twirl and twist

Dancing steps of rhythm and list


They tussle and wrestle and clash

Fighting battles feisty and rash


They grab and seize and snare

Drawing into hugs of magical fare


They bite and hiss and swallow like beast

Tomorrow is death and today is a feast



Abhay B. Joshi