KISS: A poem for reflections

I love to KISS life
Keep it straight & Simple
Ain't fazed by windy
ways which lead to yonder
wonder & ponder
whereas a KISS spares

I  really want that KISS
my life makes more 
when I seek to KISS
than wind & whine
looking for escape
faking it all the way

Gosh I need a KISS
someone who knows
how to KISS
& not bore me to hell
with perfection pancakes
tasting like stale ale

And so am going to KISS
for all my years left
cause I spent many
trying to fit in
fake, fold but face
KISS is all I  love 

(c) Marie Abanga March, 12 2021