Lipstick kiss
on a glass

left over from when
I seen you last.

I’m glad that this
kissed glass

escaped

the washing up

hiding away
at the back of the couch

where unnoticed
it had rolled

just for
me
to remember
you by

remember this
lipstick

when it was
fresh

&

still

... just a kiss.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-kiss-is-just/