I have previously posted this elsewhere (I cannot quite remember where though) but I will repost here...
Kissing is as important as any part of a conversation. It needs timing and rhythm to be properly experienced.
Lips come in amazing varieties but never have I seen a mouth that was shaped like a fish pucker or the hole from a punch, so it is entirely beyond me how anyone would present such to someone they wish to physically communicate with.
Kissing is not relegated specifically to the lips either, the neck, hands, arms, all parts of the face and virtually every other portion of the anatomy are all receptive to its magic as well. Timing again is the key, as rushing into forbidden territory without the silent non-verbal invitation required will certainly assure you a series of defense if not a good, well-deserved slap.
A kiss is not just about tongues, or pressure, or any one specific thing, it is an artistic, graceful thing that can only be worked as a paired art. The giver and receiver exchanging places so rapidly that the eyes of any bystander should never know who is doing what.
A real kiss is a physical poem, alight with passion and ardor, fire and flame. The language of kissing sadly has taken the backstage in the art of life, as we are thoroughly entrenched in our instant gratification and the world of me me me.
Fortunately for all, men and women, their remain artists and artistes through whom this lost art may yet be found. In truth they will likely have only one student for many years or perhaps their lifetimes, but they are out there.
~ Mark
