oh Love
she moans softly, leaning towards him
touching his fiery eyes with the fever of her own
I need the cover of your Love
to protect me from the claws of vultures
he smiles ruefully
I am but a slight quivering in your hands
an invisible transparency radiating warmth
diffusing into your being
please seal my soul within the loft of your Love!
she begs
he lifts her face to his and barely kisses her
her lips move under his
softly
the room fades to black
as if they were standing in another place
but inside themselves
outside of time and space
he kisses her on the tender corner of her mouth
which lifts first whenever she smiles
her head so slightly turned
as if aside
their mouths not parting
moving timelessly
in a barely perceptible motion
her eyes close
the kiss is a soft one
as if a kiss placed upon newborn flesh
stringing thousands of kisses
within one sequenced Kiss:
white doves descending on them
motionlessly and soundlessly
enfolding them both
within an intense vibration
a kiss across a table
unaware of being observed
they slide apart
the broken formation of birds
their eyes meet and share ecstatically
she makes no sound but a slight seraphic smile
ringing its glass bell
she moves to the resuming of the kiss
thunderous within his eyes
I will write this into poetic prose she whispers
I will make this into a song he dreams
I will write us into Eternity
she promises hastily
her eyes a sorrowful farewell
stroking his face gently
until he fades away
myra
05.06.2003
Author notes
This fragment is entered in category (3)- Powerful emotions and desires
Written October 25th, 2003
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