This was written after studying Rodins statue of "The kiss". My thoughts wandered to the models he chose and the obvious true love there that Rodin collected to inspire his art. These lover's never realized their love would become immortal. What a wonderful love story.
Susan*
The Kiss *
This spirit entered hearts in unspoken circumstance
The nudge of nothing whispered deep its time to take this dance
The lips of pink, a rosy flush and dew that sparkled eyes
Unbridled charm with a jesters wit abd passions undisguised
Words that speak of promised eons...verbage even bolder
Lightening waltzing flesh to flesh...dressing down the shoulders
Lips of moisture opened slight to carry whispered plans
A tongue to lick the dewdrops clean...an oath for which they stand
"Come here to me...closer still," as shadows danced with light
Tongues reach out to lick each word...on this provocative stormy night
This woman and her mighty man...this kiss that beckoned more
The moans that sliced a piece of her...his tongue that bit her core
The fuzzy thirst of opened wounds healing with loves glue
Her stare to him...his eyes of brown...and hers of azure blue
Spoken passions, whispered shut and dizzy lifts that zoomed
Uplifted forms dance free of weight in the spinning of their room
The kiss that clung and tongues that wove in total ecstasy
Love took hold...etched these hearts...in red hot intimacy
Arms entwined and passions kept...as mouths took hold of lips
Breaths were shallow with each sigh as love took kissing sips
Then sweeter gulps of first kiss bloomed as souls let go of pains
When lovers kissed their beginning kiss and showers turned to rain
Then thunder took stronghold of loins and heat kept rising still
This kiss became the pleasure of souls that burned with chills
Their greeting sealed together hearts...from kiss to burning skin
Molded forms, erotic play...this statue by Rodin
Figures of two lovers steeped in passions locked embrace
The fever of these two who wore loves smile upon their face
This kiss, the whispered wet and wild...beginning of a chance
Then arms that sealed each moment there in fates immortal dance.
This is poetic as the kiss itself. I love the way you master your work. I am a sucker for kisses. THIS is going right straight to my library. Lovely work. Almost angelic.
Thank you,
Emilie
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on July 19, 2003
Wow Lady Susan this is STUNNING WORK most BRILLIANTLY AND EXCELLANTLY WRITTEN...I am TOTALLY IMPRESSED!!!! :O)
~Nikki~
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This is poetic as the kiss itself. I love the way you master your work. I am a sucker for kisses. THIS is going right straight to my library. Lovely work. Almost angelic.
Thank you,
Emilie
~Nikki~
Magnificent work