The Kiss that Kindled Love
Awake, Love.. I stole Love’s first kiss From the angelic treasure trove; Guilty as sin, Stirred from within By passion’s exotic hand! Gazing at my beloved’s eyes I awoke him with a gentle kiss Purged out of paradise? I dream not of... My sin was mainly the quest for bliss! In a blissful dream my lover smiles at me.. Longing to taste again the sacred wine... The stolen loot of ecstacy That kindles love’s exotic flame This is not sin, That renders to love A joy that swells from within... But a gift of love, Divine! Be merciful, Heaven.. Put me not to shame, I will not steal again! Do not exile me from Paradise.. For it is here that my beloved lies. Behold, my beloved wakes unto me Face all shining with delight Tell me, what sin lies in this... But to brush the cobwebs of last night With the sweet wake-up call of morning’s first love’s kiss! Mary Gonzalez (c)2001 Written December 30th, 2001 © on Dec 30 2001 12:06 AM PST, Mary Aris 0 • 8
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"Awake, Love....."