Kisses and Smiles – #20 of 365 Poems

A smile that sleeps in the lips of two people.
Waking up only in a kiss.

And in a bed of kisses wrapped in a sweet tongue
there is a genuine honesty
that will rock –
the world’s cradle to sleep.
But where is the baby?

They will never wake up because this world is not for them.
It is for those who pluck every kiss from the lips –
and bury half smiles in histories cemeteries.

Babies will revolt one day to get back what they lost
Oh! not the life, but the smiles of their parents
And they will kiss the world good bye.

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