01:12 25/09/2008

Come gentle lover, let me share your air
and taste the kisses only your lips bring,
Speaking in tongues, my hands lost in your hair,
with every nerve alive and shivering.

Manna of angels, honeyed on the lips
rains down on me, leaving me mesmerised;
bestowed only in tantalyzing sips,
till every fantasy is realized.

The sullen low, the upper Cupid's bow,
the pout so often teased into a smile;
By far the sweetest mouth I'll ever know -
indulge me if I borrow it awhile.

Come gentle lover, cover me with bliss,
Nothing is so delicious as your kiss.

Have you ever watched someone begin to cry?
The realization of pain,
The fleeting denial, momentary battle against emotion
Then submission,
Tears brimming as the eyebrows tighten
Involuntary grimaces,
The drops searing paths of cold pain down the cheeks

The ugliest view of beauty one will ever see.