in gloriam of her lips
a small beast
of death and life
held, tame and taut by
the soft fleshy gates
of delicate glisten
the tips of your fingers ever so slightly graze
those dainty pillows of satin
pillows that provide rest
for lovesick travellers
in search of glorious bliss
a kiss
a sigh of forgotten sorrow
a blink of a weary eye
a taste of sweet romance sublime
a brief moment of sweet freedom
passed those tender moonlit gates
the gates that kept me
so
far
from
the sea of evil and good
baptized in the tide of passion
washed in the waves of emotion
born again in your love
simply changed in the warmth of your kiss
a kiss
a simple kiss
:: efrain 11/7/05
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