everything is in her kiss (revised poem and reviewed poem)
By alphadog1
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Everything is in her Kiss.
Before, I feel wrapped about a fibrous film, on my pale tender form;
Constrained and contained, within a dream-filled, naked construct.
We meet… I fight, tooth, narrow, sinewy brain, plumped fingers all;
To burst free, and stare with an innocent wonder, at a swirling sky.
I feel electric at the taste of her moist lips and tender filled warmth;
They remind me of the sweet jasmine scented warm summer rain.
In them, I sense my individuality, as her petals kiss my swollen eyes;
So I witness, in the midst of their delicate pattering fall; a connection…
It’s in this moment, when I reach beyond the construct that I evolve;
For I feel her, delicately peel away my liquid rotten skin of damnation.
With tears of redemption that clean my once weak now bulging veins,
That starts to replace within this heart something that seemed so lost…
Now, I can sense in her delicate, passing breath, the sweet -Angelic;
I feel rich pulses of cold, clear air; rest so lightly upon my tender bell,
To bring alive a shudder-cup of bliss, that then releases a new power;
That melts this raw stone iced lie, from the essence of my very being…
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