Lipstick kiss
on a glass
left over from when
I seen you last.
I’m glad that this
kissed glass
escaped
the washing up
hiding away
at the back of the couch
where unnoticed
it had rolled
just for
me
to remember
you by
remember this
lipstick
when it was
fresh
&
still
... just a kiss.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-kiss-is-just/
