A Kiss

in the laboratory of love
the poet chooses
to search for the essence
its purpose, the truth
even the bitter truth
the scientist (may choose to)
take a chance
for everyday is an experiment

for a moment in that room
full of various textures of life
the poet succumbs willingly
to the many kisses
offered by the celtic son
who made himself famous
into a man of marine science

that night was succulent and intimate
distant yet passionate
with fish talks in between
a time to chill out
with no great expectations

life has to continue its course
leaving behind
even the most meaningful moments
a young mind has to move on
with his ego, ambitions and endless
preference
some relationship
have ended before even started
on second night
sometimes passion ends up in bed
shortly with a headache
whatever it may be
that night
was one of those
when one can say
it’s great
to be fully human