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To the man of my dreams
HIS KISS
  A kiss to long for
His lips first met mine
I long for more
He kissed my neck, then
Beneath my ear
A flood of ecstasy arose
To form a lump
In my throat
A whisper
Escaped my mouth
“No Please No”
Kissing harder
He could feel
My trembling body
Wanting, needing, begging
“Yes Please Yes”
  As time stood still
I lost myself
In the warmth of
HIS KISS
I wrote this when I was 18 it was my first real kiss
From the earth a kingdom rose;  
Not of bricks nor made of mortar
But of seed, and soil and sun
And of sweat and stone and water.
A garden waits within my hand;
Tomorrow's paradise concealed.
All I need is time and land
Until my heaven be revealed.
Sap pulses in green leaves,
Consciousness pinwheels around,
Full, Whole, feet on the ground.
As reckless
as a bound beauty

Standing
on the edge
of eternity

God !
There is freedom
in the temptation
of the fates

One must kiss
the lips of death
to live
Tieying a couple the man
and woman with love is God's
most beautiful creation.
i was so naïve as to think,
i would grow old
with my high school sweet heart
and grandchildren .

i have accepted,
in this day and age..
I may
not live long.

i just pray,
my parents
don't have to mourn
their daughter.
~ the girl who may just die tomorrow
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