Your Kiss

A poem

Photo by Annette Sousa on Unsplash

Your mouth brushed mine as I slept
alert, at once, my eyes stay closed
not sure how I should respond
but your kiss seduced my senses
I was blinded to the future your lips posed

The tangling of lips and of tongue tips
sensations shooting all through me
faint taste of wine, yet it was you
intoxicating me with guile and lust
sense left me captive to your sensuality

Where that kiss led was dangerous for me
unseeing, I passively allowed treachery
our love was short-lived but the price
was long drawn out, with such malice
by the one who was left to feel jealous

Published in The Lark