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
intimate...
this is
what steals my breath
a tear trickles
then
alters
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
