You are as close to me
As skin is close to wind
You are as soft
As a gentleman’s rage.
You are the kigosho and praise
That holiest of escapes
The tick and tock of the clock
That seals the locks of my heart.
When I close my eyes
The battle of angels and demons dies
And your kiss like nectar
Seals the loneliness of the night.
This poem is from All The Petals of the Universe 2 ♥️ available on Amazon through the link below:
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