First Kiss

First, Victorian kiss
Pairing of stiff lips
A primordial peck
Decorum, rhyme remiss
Solar eclipse blights time
Warmth from stem to stern
But dry lips a crusty berm
Rusty joints will not swivel
Motionless, limp tissue compresses
Saliva in jittery ducts squirms
Primed water wheel will not turn
Still, titillated buds do implore
One more phony, staged encore