Saturday, December 26, 2009

He wanted to kiss her....with every opportunity passing more quickly.
He wanted to kiss foreign not to.
He wanted to kiss her....alive were the lights it seemed...and her eyes.
He wanted to kiss her...yet not again to play the fool.

He wanted to kiss her as he wanted before, he wanted to kiss bed..on the floor.
But mostly it seems,
in their space between dreams,
over and again,
wanted her to kiss him.


Anonymous said...

beautifully written.....the desire comes through clearly...


Lovely---Desire is a bitch! But I do mean that in the most sincere way. How befitting this post is right now.

Anyway..just stopped by to wish you well for the new year.
May it be the very best possible!!!


PS..excited to see what you have in store for us in the demo/music front.