Lips Wanting To Be Spoken To In A Kiss Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms of a colorful life being sung so affectionately
in throes of our lives.

Wondering how we ever got together, because we were so
very far apart in thoughts and ideas.

Like meeting on opposite sides of this world, eyes meet-
ing and lips wanting to be spoken to in a kiss of love.

That night so long ago, music playing, bringing us to-
gether in a flurry of rhythms.

Holding each other through the years, having children,
growing together, a family in love as we kept growing.