One wonders at the prevalence of kissing games in this civilization. Games on the order of “Postoffice,” “Kiss the Pillow” and innumerable others which have been devised for the jovial disports of lovers. In these games, because they are games, it is perfectly legitimate for two people to lass. In fact, in the game Postoffice” this kissing is encouraged behind closed doors where- the happy couple are alone in a room.
The game is so widespread that comment in regard to the manner in which it is played would be extraneous here. But, what would make an excellent topping off for this booklet, would be a conjecture as to the reason for the prevalence of such games, even during the. dreaded Victorian times , when etiquette was so strict that the dictum was made forbidding the placing of a book by a female author next to a book written by a man!
These kissing games existed and shall continue to exist because man and woman must kiss. In fact, man is the only animal who uses the kiss to express his love and affection. Dogs, cats and bears lick their offspring. Horses and cows rub noses and necks. Birds nestle together.
But, only mankind kisses.
Only mankind has the reason, the logic, the happy faculty of being able to appreciate the charm, the beauty, the extreme pleasure, the joy, the passionate fulfillment of the kiss! Nature kisses, in her way, but nature hasn’t the brains to profit from the kiss. Only man can do this.
Perhaps it would be appropriate to conclude this summary of the art of kissing with an excerpt from Shelley’s immortal poem in which occur the following lines:
See the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves-clasp one another.
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother.
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;
What are are these kissings worth
If thou kiss not me?