... and then he kissed her
was this a kiss? or was it heaven?
" ... it felt so like a kiss, my love
why then my lips were trembling
in desoluted sorrow?
and why that fluttering of my heart?
it was no rainbows on my face
but tears you saw
for I have lost your words ...
kiss me again
but this time hold me to your heart
I am within your embrace free
and shielded from the loneliness of loss
this stubborn heart
is muted by its joyous songs
how could I ever leave
although my fingers cease
their talkative nonsensicles
my mind still chatters
and my heart?
ha! this heart
this pump of passionate pain ...
does it rhyme with "vain"?
like a candle my Love
I shall feed you
and like a flame
your love
shall devour me
and what beautiful light
we will make
light showing countless vistas
of Light within darkness ..."
she moved towards him
touching his lips with her fingertips
"I love you" he whispered
to the palm of her hand
"I love you" her hand replied
myra
2002
The moment you approach parted lips for a kiss is a ticket to a melting zone beyond time, place, or logic. :) Nice poem. I loved it. Cheers.