The beauty of a kiss
lies in its simplicity.
The slow release of pressure,
moist lips;
sensing and feeling
particles of pleasure
drifting on a sweet breath;
Hesitant in its mutuality,
eyes open an close
in watchful anticipation
of the next wave
of happiness to depart;
Often tears flow
freely and joyfully
onto unsuspecting cheeks.
We roll from dream to dream,
hurt is dampened,
pain absorbed
and Hope,
our sacred guardian of freedom,
spreads her wing of security
to carry us home again.
Just...
One kiss
and we are free.
x
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | February 7, 2010 - 11:50
Another beautiful poem, Firebird, that says almost as much as a kiss does.
Tina
shoe | February 7, 2010 - 19:42
This is just lovely.
"Hesitant in it's mutuality,
eyes open an close
in watchful anticipation
of the next wave
of happiness to depart;
:~}
MistakenMagic | February 8, 2010 - 16:04
'We roll from dream to dream,
hurt is dampened,
pain absorbed'
- love these lines, Firebird! Beautiful poem ;)
Magic xxx
Firebird | February 8, 2010 - 18:17
Thank you all so much x really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment :) Your feedback makes it all worth while for me and really does keep me going xx
tcook | February 9, 2010 - 13:53
Just one note - so many people make this mistake:
it's is short for it is
its is what you need!
Sorry to be picky but it's something we all need to get right.
Firebird | February 12, 2010 - 19:50
Thank you Tony. Duly corrected :)