By: Robert Anderson

i veil the windows to my soul then
a vague, vague kiss
greets my lips

it touches
soft, beautiful and dark

the night enshrouds me in warmth then
through a sin born of desire
i die, i die

wanting, yearning not
ever turning away

so very
this is
what steals my breath

a tear trickles
what it means
to love

how deep
i bleed.


Robert Anderson

"Now a soft kiss -- Ay, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss"
~John Keats

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