It was so, that when any man came near to bow down to him, he stretched out his hand, took hold of him, and kissed him.
So Joab came to the king and told him; and when he had called for Absalom, he came to the king and bowed himself on his face to the ground before the king; and the king kissed Absalom.
Joab said to Amasa, “Is it well with you, my brother?” Joab took Amasa by the beard with his right hand to kiss him.
His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
When his speech is charming, don’t believe him, for there are seven abominations in his heart.
You gave me no kiss, but she, since the time I came in, has not ceased to kiss my feet.