Why not celebrate the last sweltering week of August with a full-body immersion in midnight kisses? Every minute we spend not romancing ourselves and others is an utterly wasted minute. Imagine a world without Romeo’s blushing pilgrims, Rodin’s iconic sculpture, the eternally damned lovers in Dante’s Inferno doomed to kiss for all eternity, or Rhett and Scarlett, or Macaulay Culkin and Anna Chlumsky, or most lyrically—though perhaps also disturbingly—the peppermint-scented first kiss between Humbert Humbert and Lolita? Let kisses envelope your sundries, let kisses cover your body and walk with kisses wherever you go. Wear them all together or hide your kisses in a pouch in your Secret Agent. Storm the overheated streets and stamp a kiss into the steaming pavement with every step you take.
And remember when you’re spreading love wherever you go to memorize these words by the poet Catullus:
Kiss me now a thousand times
And now a hundred more
And then a hundred
And then a thousand more again
‘Til with so many hundred thousand
Kisses you and I shall both lose count
Nor any can from envy of so much kissing
Put his finger on the number
of sweet kisses you of me
and I of you, darling, have had.