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