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The Kiss Of Life

I remember the first time we kissed

It was in a hotel room

I lay in her arms upon the bed

Her eyes held me

I was a prisoner to her charms

A slave to my lust

And beyond the drawn curtains

An orange moon smiled peevishly

 

I remember her arms about me

Her breath upon my face

Her pulse raced within me

I wet my lips

Eyelashes enmeshed

Distance consumed

Barriers broken

Passions unleashed

 

Time stopped still

The air conditioner seemed not to be working

The room spun

The earth held

We were suspended atoms

Holding our emotions by a thread

All I heard was our breath

And the hearts racing

 

Her perfume engulfed me

Wafted my senses

Swum in my lungs

Her wavy locks entrapped me

Oh so willingly

They caressed my visage

I melted and from a drop

Did I the ocean be

 

Long after lay we spoonlike

She asleep in my arms

Her thoughts hugged me

As did her love

For I realized

That passion without love

Is draining

But we were content

 

The moon yawned

To sleep

The rooster yawned too

And rubbed his eyes to blow the trumpet call

She slept on peacefully

My eyes washed her mascara

With raindrops called

Love

 

Wherever, however, whoever

I always do

For love cannot be bought

Nor can it be seduced

It cannot be vanquished

Neither to tears reduced

You may go howsoever far

It will always follow …. You

 Us, forever.

Vikram C

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