There is ceremony in stirring your lashes
with soft breath and stealth kiss,
I would just miss your lips and gently nudge
my chin into the soft of your cheek,
then press till I floated away.
© Chagall 2014
Tag Archive: Friday Romance
I will see you again despite not having eyes,
hold you tight lacking hands; I will always need you.
I hear your song but I miss your sigh,
you among the flowers, the sweetest gentian,
I will always kiss you.
I still feel your drop in the rain.
© Chagall 2014
