Eyes That Kissed My Mouth

What message should I give my friend the heart? As if my eyes have kissed my mouth and swallowed all sweet-loving words; where were you? Where shall I hide from life if life had never mentioned you or somehow the moon fell into the sun? Then leave the tea upon the sidewalk and let the fireflies warm the brew. And mollycoddle rabbits nuzzle closely to mother’s pelt the last moments of the day’s angry sun -- those igniting sparks mostly resembling your touching soul. :: 02.22.2016 ::