What's happening?
This kiss is
a million kisses.
This kiss is
every kiss.
Our lips seem to press
together
with the force of
ten thousand hurricanes,
and when our tongues
meet,
it feels like
the softest electricity:
a million-volt shock
happening in slow motion,
one electron
at a time,
where each electron
is the size of the sun.
And in the sky
there is lightning.
The rain starts to hammer
the sizzling ground,
but I can't feel it
as I pull her down
onto the grass.
As we close our eyes
simultaneously,
I can see tornadoes
everywhere,
but I can't even feel
a breeze.
All our clothes have gone.
We are so naked
it's as if we don't even
have skin.
And when he enters me,
it's as if I'm being turned
inside out
and the whole world
is penetrating me
and that means
I contain everything.
KISSING SHOCK