Kiss fast, slick and dead-on, like new machine guns.
Kiss like you couldn’t beat cancer.
Kiss like you need to try her on.
Kiss like Hawaii being born. Kiss like Tomorrowland is now.
Kiss like you’re mad at the blood in her larynx, mad at her hungry mouth, mad for her blurring electrodynamic strut buggy thighs.
-Derrick C. Brown"