Walking along, late one night
I see a young couple
Embraced passionately
They kiss and they kiss and they kiss
Never coming up for air
Completely unaware
Their need for each other
Their hunger is so fierce
It drowns out everyone else
Saying goodnight to my kids
I tuck them in and read a story
There's snuggling and buggling and wiggling
Some laughter and hugs
Lots of hugs
Night-night to mum and night-night to dad
Loves and hugs and squidges
But most important of all
That night-night kiss
Slumped in a heap
In that aftermath parent zone
Too tired to slurp lukewarm cups of tea
Feet barely touching
Eyes turned towards a flickering TV
It can be a peck on the cheek
Or an exhausted press of lips together
It's rarely passionately exclusive
But the sweet memory lingers
Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find all her books on Amazon. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.
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