By B.K. Date: 2004 Jun 19 Comment on this Work [[2004.06.19.23.34.24684]] |
Reaching out Your palm strokes The down of my face Then tilts my chin Ever so slightly upward To taste the lips Made for this kiss Of cosmic time With tenderness And hunger With salt of tears In heart shapes Of destiny's march Through the wilderness Of at long last Oh My Darlin At long last (c)bk |