Without A Kiss

May we still remember tender moments

Though shattered fragments lie like broken glass

Reflecting willful spent, patent torment,

Decried the future as denied the past.

Might there be a time when softer feelings

Arise to surface, no need to protect,

Shall there be a union, desired healing,

Hopeful, if undetected as of yet.

When the pride and pain have both subsided

Could neutral ground be found where meeting claims,

After we have shared and each confided,

Hearts and souls, truce sincere in all loves named.

Love there was and nothing can forsake this,

Though world of love betrayed without a kiss.

The One Who

Whose hands may be the ones to be allowed

to mould and shape,

mould and shape,

caress, with loving fingertips,

those fingertips, caress so fine,

fine fingertips,

whose hands.

Whose lips may whisper soft encouragement,

encouragement, so soft,

so soft, it melts,

melts and flows,

liquid bounty from whose lips,

softest lips, words so soft,

whose lips.

Whose eyes may gaze intently, seeing all, revealing all,

revealed the soul,

soul revealed,

soul to soul,

mirrored soul,

whose eyes.

Whose essence, unconcealed, mingles with, 

mingles, floods,

floods all between,

becomes the one,

the knowing one,

the other side of you.

Whose essence.