french kiss

- one mouth depositing the truth of saliva * unto the other
(*notes from senhor jose)

did you swear
by the virus of this spit
that the passion was prevalent
the lust, augmented?...
where any ordinary mouth could not
have endured the intricacies
of this tres tres cultured kiss?
lap, lap, lap, lap, lap
hey, that's not the sound of thirst
quenched by the unethics of my horny dog
don't lie, that is the acoustics coming,
echoing, from the cavernous portal
of this truthful smoocher
spilling the french facts,
conveying the french rectitude -
the floor's the messenger
the roof, the receiver
teeth to teeth, gums to gums
each square millimeter
of one's tonsil
unwarrantly searched
by the gendarmous tongue
of the other -
so be careful
be prudent
the sweet breath
may represent
the split tongue
of the
innocuous
reptile
kisser.

mwah!
mwah!