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Jun 2015
What more would I desire?

Crisp Chardonnay, chilling delicately sculptured glass

You kiss my lips tenderly

All my wrongdoings pardoned in one moment,

I begin again

My life-worn body blessed with the fresh promise of opportunity,

You kiss my lips tenderly

Without question, without concealed agenda, a kiss unplanned.

At last to have that moment of intimate secrecy.

I will never forget her passion then,

Will I ever see it again?

Romance is not a thing of invention,

It always was and always shall be.

In Cloister café, I am once again loved

Could new life emerge from my being?

If it could, let it be from a moment of tenderness

A timeless moment of shared unity.

All pasts and futures abandoned in the act of creation.

We kiss tenderly.
Written 19th April 1999
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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