The Kiss

A scene
a pseudo-scene

In that bareness, no sex reflects
has given a more in memory.
a reality-
what means love in parting?
a pair- naked, unwrapped and shameless.
and dissolved in that tangibility?
but behold!
he's giving and taking

He is taking and giving

Here, the love is felt, seen and touched.
The great kiss of Rodin.

the unseen by the seer
who has failed to see,
the unwritten by the writer
who has failed to write.
there, love is
never crushing into pieces
the totality is pleasure, eternity.
there an experience is-
of his and her existence.
a life experience,
of closing in and pining away
as if
fallen from somewhere.
at present- pastless and futureless.

Birthless, deathless
a moment
Hurray! Hurray!!
The great kiss of Rodin

nakedness- vague
graveness- inconstant
mystery- open
breasts are,
buns are
why unseen?
in great amount consistence is- seen
will they part?
no last it is
no beginning here
no end here
just a glance
never dying
this is really great kiss
the great kiss of Rodin.