"Why Kissing Differs," an American Sonnet of cultural review
WHY KISSING DIFFERS SO
FROM LAND TO LAND,
AND HAND TO HAND
A New American Sonnet
I simply for the life of me can never understand
why kissing differs so from land to land, and hand to hand.
The reddish lips remain in roughly the same vacant space
somewhere above the chin below the middle of one's face,
the purpose still expressing without hesitation one's desire
to set another person's restless heart and mind and soul on fire
and motivate in them some semblance of re-cip-ro-cal desire
amidst the smoul-der-ing re-main-ing embers of their youthful fire.
Results of kissing lips do not for long remain obscure,
for love-sickness has never found a scientific cure,
and soon rampaging raging fires burn everything in sight
consuming other villagers with fright -- to their delight.
So why does kissing differ so from land to land, and hand to hand?
I guess I'll have to get some more of it to truly understand.
Villa Park, Illinois
"Where is my NY Times so I can see what day this is?"
Oh, Friday, October 11, 2013
by Max Havlick, a simple cultural
historian, M.A., with happy sting,
who hopes to live beyond the publishing
of this new sonnet's message short and sweet
to see tomorrow a new happy day
full of good health and new desire, complete
with many fresh new kisses on the way.
P.S. Remember, friends,
"If it isn't fun,
it cannot be done!"
Copyright (c) 2013 by The Max Havlick School, 16 W. Vermont St., Villa Park, Illinois 60181-1938, all rights reserved.