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Soul's Kiss
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As our souls kiss
darkness is eclipsed
sparks fly from our lips
our hearts burnt by bliss.

(the moon has its darkside hidden
breaking its monthly cycle.
the earth takes this chance
to enter in the creators crater.
red: signifies the bleeding love;
the flushed face of Luna)

As our souls kiss
passions flames arise
the fires climb higher
now fueled by desire.

(provoke this nerve
flick the lighter
whisper lightly)

As our souls kiss
eternity vanishes in
an instant of pure sin
rekindling ashes within.

(the moon is full tonight,
but the sun still stands
at half distance from the bed
readying to bring light
inbetween a generation of sheets)

The sensation of skin
is ignited while my world spins
I'm freefalling in love again
every time we begin
to lose control, and not resist
the tenderness of, A souls kiss.

Written By: K. Loye

Poetry Is An Artform, But Instead Of Paints And Brushes, We Use Words To Paint Pictures In Your Hearts