Kiss
your eyes, your face, your beauty
my dreams flow to no more than this
in timeless pause
we search the eyes of wants and needs
to find the depth and breadth of our souls
knowing Hell's fires could not release us from this moment
where the universe melts away
and drips nectared bliss upon the skin of our first kiss
held between my silent palms
where the warmth from your face is felt, burning
from soft trembling lips
12/29/19
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sponsor Constance La France
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2019
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