The Kiss

He stares

And moves her hair

From those serene crystals others call eyes



His heart is bleeding and open

Pouring into her



Ancient memories of pure passion

From before the perversion of earth

When humans were righteous, and good



That was his love, his passion

Their skin touches



Time is lost, there is nothing else

One thought, one devotion



Her

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Silent Romantic

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running_with_rabbits's picture

"From those serene crystals others call eyes"

ok that line is too long
like take other out

other then that this poem is good
and happyish which says alot comign from me calling it good

ash


Much Love

Ashley

Lesley Silver's picture

this is so beautiful

icantthinkofone's picture

How could I possibly take out "others"???

The line would make no sense?

He stares
And moves her hair
From those serene crystals call eyes

???