With lips intoning
A litany of endearments
In a language I fully understood
One kiss, one kiss, one kiss
Conjured up all those remembered
windows of the soul softening the
Jagged edges of the world
Erasing the stultifying atmosphere
Of unmistakable applications of
Symbols that try to unmake thought
His kiss provoked new meaning
The glamorous sounding world
Of ideas; A bewildering emotion
One that could not be filled
In with a charcoal pencil
A sensual communication
Only he could deliver
Wonderfully ******
Oh! The memory of the moment
And lift the curtains
Of the fringe that
Framed his face and gaze
Deeper, deeper into those
Smiling eyes; in sensuous touch
Of naked sound
Taste mysterious pulses
Imprisoned yet unbound
Spangled light reflected all around
Then we made words that pierced
The ground while echoes of
Forgotten laughter fluttered
Like a thousand birds
One moment, this moment
This kiss, Oh! His kiss
Holding in its tender touch
The promise of a lifetime
Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 2:31 PM UTC
With lips intoning
A litany of endearments
In a language I fully understood
One kiss, one kiss, one kiss
Conjured up all those remembered
windows of the soul softening the
Jagged edges of the world
Erasing the stultifying atmosphere
Of unmistakable applications of
Symbols that try to unmake thought
His kiss provoked new meaning
The glamorous sounding world
Of ideas; A bewildering emotion
One that could not be filled
In with a charcoal pencil
A sensual communication
Only he could deliver
Wonderfully ******
Oh! The memory of the moment
And lift the curtains
Of the fringe that
Framed his face and gaze
Deeper, deeper into those
Smiling eyes; in sensuous touch
Of naked sound
Taste mysterious pulses
Imprisoned yet unbound
Spangled light reflected all around
Then we made words that pierced
The ground while echoes of
Forgotten laughter fluttered
Like a thousand birds
One moment, this moment
This kiss, Oh! His kiss
Holding in its tender touch
The promise of a lifetime
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