Streak Of A Kiss Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

One red streak
if were smudged lipstick
that landed on his cheek
when came his way a kiss!

If only did this kiss
stumble on his way
left remnant of a bliss
a memorable day!

He wouldn't erase them
but wish away a wash
preserve as a gem
the loud speaking hush!

He would keep this unspent
not let the mark grow thin
to remind him the moment
the kiss came flying in!

But the streak on his cheek
brightly glowing red
would heal in a week
was made with a blade!