Stranger Kissed Me
wailing of stars echoed
in the corridor of our mind
rising hues embraced
whispering of the blue breeze tickled
white sand foamed
then
rejaculated
into the womb of the sea opened
a stranger kissed me salvation to lips
my nose bled the red spread to bliss
enchanted flowers dresssed to please
forlorn
to conceive and release
remembrance
past of the death unaware
damnation
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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