Red Woven Kisses
There he is shedding his broken sin
kissing the red woven lips
that brought him here
where love is painting
that's where he has been........
For a moment he fears that this is the end
there she is standing in her white lace
and her top most pearls
her tender hand brushes back her hair
this he will always defend...
Now the doors did open among the flowers
red roses converted to red woven
kisses, holding his heart along side
touching her mouth with his hand
and all that devours...
Yes those red woven kisses
have got him by the throat
kissing the life away
from the hearts it does touch
and all that leave she will always miss...
Brooke Dylan 2014
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