A kiss that came earlier,
after nineteen thousand hours waiting.

From your body and from your lips,
from your fingers and from your hands,
from your naked thighs,
your heart, and mine.

A kiss, the unknown sea that my trembling hand touched
while you pretended to sleep.

A kiss that impregnated my body for three days,
but no one remembered.

A kiss, that stays with me,
in this and the coming world.


A kiss that vanished from you by the time,
the only way reconciled,
two men sharing their lips,
and one loved.