TIME TO KISS



As the Thorn Protects the Rose, My Pen Preservers Our Love

 

Time To Kiss

When I awake, I wish to kiss your lovely lips,

Your nose,

Your eyes,

The soft small crinkle between your brows.

Love is Nature's invitation to kiss.

It starts with the Awakening.

When butterflies first flutter their wings,

When rose buds year to yawn to life.

A kiss is in and of itself Love.

The kiss gently placed upon the scared child’s forehead,

The kiss of a Lover’s sprained foot,

The kiss a child delivers to a grandparent’s wrinkled, dying hand.

I dream of kissing your eyebrows,

Your elbow,

The curve of your calf,

I dream of kissing your every pore.

If there is a Clock of Love, I kiss its hands,

I kiss its numerals to speed Love's progress,

So that the dream of kissing you shortens

From hours to minutes, and minutes to seconds.

The Time to Kiss?

It is whenever your Love Thought appears.

I pucker in anticipation,

That the velvet of your taste may grace my dreams into Reality.

Think of me, my Dearest One,

Poised eternally to kiss your precious heart,

Eager to press my thirsty lips against your Sensuous Soul,

To emboss my Love on Time's unforgiving face.

The Time to Kiss?

It is Always.

It is Forever.

It is Now!

Forever Your Kiss of Love

Cyrano!

Anderson-McKenzie

As the Thorn Protects the Rose, My Pen Preservers Our Love

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