then comes the kiss

then comes the kiss.

the deeply private realm of the mouth — that dark, moist cavity that no one else but our dentist usually enters, where our tongue reigns supreme over a microcosm as silent and unknown as the belly of a whale — now prepares to open itself up to another. the tongue, which has had no expectation of then comes the kiss


when you do

// stumble

upon yourself,

know that someone

out there,

// fell

(not stumbled)

into you

and is there waiting;

knowing, and ready,

to fall into you,

(with you)

— together.


but first,

you must stumble.