Kissing You
I walk by the ocean and look at night
I keep wondering who is watching me
When I look at the night sky,
I see your face with stars shinning like your smile.
When I feel the wind blowing,
I can feel that you are holding me tight.
When I look at the bright moon,
I make a wish to see thy face.
When I hear tides from the ocean,
I feel like your reading your poems to me.
When I have a red rose on the side of me,
It is like seeing your kind gentle heart.
When I am talking to the ocean,
I am actually taking to you.
I do not worry much when I am at the ocean with a red rose.
Because when I kiss the rose,
I’m actually kissing you
Copyright © David Moananu | Year Posted 2007
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