The clarity of your breath lightens, inflames my lips of a thousand moonless nights.
I want to kiss you while Spring is here. I want anguish and ice to melt.
in my mind a kiss takes form. at first it flows with a murmur,
ferments and I feel a river with mighty waterfalls..
a river snaking through a jungle of sensations
with margins velveted by moss and blue grass..

ah, what a kiss!