Spitting kiss

a

 

woman to kiss is what I missed

 

 

always

 

wait 'till dark, kiss will come by itself

 

protected

 

by

 

an

old oak tree

 

with

 

your glasses on you kissed and missed me

 

hitting the tree

 

as

far as I can tell my ear was hit as well

 

it

 

was dribblin' wet, before I could say

 

 

'wrong place Beth '

 

 

 

she started over, neck, eyes, anything near by

 

couldn't  see the sky, my vieuw was blocked by a wholle lot of spit

 

 

kiss of a woman, yes kiss of a woman

 

I

 

missed

 

 

 

always wanted to be soakin' wet

 

have

 

a

 

worn out face, lips frayed at the dge my towel will have me dry yet

 

 

but

 

what a surprise, it's going on all the time

 

gettin' more

 

I

 

will ever need, some treat better she'll never be

 

finding new spots ev'rytime

 

kiss

 

of

 

a

woman yes kiss of a woman

 

is

 

what

 I

missed

 

 

 

(c) JR.