*The Kiss *

 This spirit entered hearts in unspoken circumstance

 The nudge of nothing whispered deep

It's time to take this dance

 The lips of pink, a rosy flush and

With dew to sparkle eyes

Unbridled charm with a jesters wit

Their passions undisguised

 Words that speak of promised eons...

Whispers getting 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...yes!"

As shadows danced with light

Tongues reach out to taste each word

On this provocative night

This woman and her mighty man...

Their kiss that beckoned more

The moans that sliced a piece of her...

His tongue bites to her core

 The fuzzy thirst of opened wounds

 Healing with love's glue

Her stare to him, his eyes of brown

Hers of azure blue

Spoken passions, whispered shut

 The dizzy lifts that zoomed

 Uplifted forms dance free of weight

With the spinning of this room

The kiss that clung and tongues that wove

With  total ecstasy

 Love took hold and etched these hearts

With red hot intimacy

Arms entwined and passions lept

As caresses took to lips

 Breaths sucked 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

When showers turned to rain

Then thunder took stronghold of loins

With heat that rose until

This kiss became more pleasure bound

 As souls burned within chills

Their greeting sealed together hearts

From kiss to burning skin

 Molded forms, erotic play

This statue by Rodin

 His figure of two lovers steeped

In passions locked embrace

The fever of these two who wore

Love's smile upon their face

This KISS, the whispered wet and wild

Beginning of a chance

 With  arms that sealed each moment there

In fates immortal dance.

Susan K. Rowse ©copyright 2004