THE KISS

His eyes shine through the clouds above,

It is two deep blue oceans I am thinking of. 
With graceful eyelashes soft as doves,
Inside them I see reflections of our love.
He runs to me with his soul open wide,
Forever in my womb he will swim and hide,
For he knows that I will never leave his side,
He knows he will eternally be inside.
As he graces me with a kiss,
Spilling is the light of joy from his lips,
His magic pools at my feet ,
His laughter leaps out at me,
As I lift him to dance in his bliss,
Like a rose petal as sweet as his kiss,
He is a rhythm divine,
A love I thought I would never find,
The wonder of his smile blooms like a flower,
To you my dear child i'd give my last hour.

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