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
MYSTERIOUS GARDEN
1 year ago
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4 comments:
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.
Wow, must've gone places I never knew about! I only posted it on iBratt!
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 :-)
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.
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