Your kiss
To me
Is a heady champagne
Quenching my appetite
But then I need you to remain
And devote all your others
To me and me alone
For I cannot live
Where sad flowers are grown
Plant your kisses
In my garden
Then watch the blooms
Warm and inviting
Like a gallery of rooms
A picture frame hangs
In my soul of remembrance
Kiss me again
And open the entrance
Sweet kiss me to sleep
As I lay me to rest
Kiss me once more
The last is the best
I will dream of your lips
Slipping fondly on my flesh
Stealing and imprisoning
My love in a breath
