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.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 7:00 AM UTC
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.
