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Sunday, February 3, 2008

The Kiss

In all my life I've never before known such a kiss as yours.

As if when our lips meet all the fear and urgency of a last breath

and all the peace and joy of a new life pass through us.

A hundred small kisses, each a slow blossom of life,

each in perfect time and movement to each other.

My self flies away in a whirlwind of feelings.

I am lost on your lips.

My whole being stays paused in our mingled breath
til our lips touch again...

Without this kiss, I am only half alive, without this kiss I cannot breathe

4 comments:

CarrieBoo said...

I'm really glad you posted a link to this. I remember reading The Kiss before I started following your blog. :) Tis truly beautiful, Laura.

Austan said...

Wow, must've gone places I never knew about! I only posted it on iBratt!

annieoatcake said...

This is beautiful, Laura. I immediately though of a quote from the novel/film, 'A Good Year'...

'Forgive my lips. They find joy in the most unusual of places...'

Whoever your muse was, he was one lucky chappie :-)

Austan said...

Annie- Alas, he turned out to be what we call in the states "a douchebag". But I got a decent bit out of poetry from it. ;) Thanks.