A Blown Kiss:

We're but a vapor of air
That flows from our lips,
A long distant love affair
That both are fine with.

We're a moment in time
A thought from our mind,
If we both are lined up
Then the catching is fine.

So hold up one hand
And blow across the other,
Usually it's to a good -friend
Or your at the moment lover.

For whatever happens
Between the two that it is,
A good -friend or a lover
It's nothing but A Blown Kiss.

A long distant relationship
Of sugar that is blown,
Between two sets of lips
One catches... One throws.