Jailed in love
they graze its heart
expand its structure
to flutter the blood

Loving
the hearts of angels breathe with yours
and it pulses with softness
made of their thrills

Loving
the wings of angles touch your mind
and it forgets all
flying into hopes
made of wingy illusion

Loving
the lips of angles kiss yours
and they don't rule themselves more
adored with the flavor
made in heaven

Not million stars
not the moon and the sun
just a kiss
one golden coin for my heart

Not stardust
not Golden Fleece
just a kiss
one firefly into my heart

Not fire works
not the matchbox
just a kiss
one love sparkle for my heart's light

Your lips
my peony mistake
It is must
to pluck its beauty
on love wind
again
again

May you not weep like
Flowers of the morning.
May you be glad like
One rare evening
Accepting
All the loneliness in me,
Which no static star
Has ever carried,
Wishing, still,
For true love.

I only ask...
...to be remembered.*

© 2015 J.S.P.