Sex is a gateway to the most vulnerable part of a person's being.
A kiss is a delicate way of beginning to open that gateway.
When you engage in a kiss your partner's passion becomes your own.
When you make love you become a part of that person.
The first time you kissed me, you remember that day, that was the moment you turned the key that could open my gateway.
I hoped that some way you would find that vulnerable part of me.
But you closed that gateway with so many words you didn't have to say.
It's over now I guess I should let it be.
But it's just so hard when you're a part of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Renee, a poignant reminder that love can hurt in so many ways. A beautiful little poems that tugs a the hearts strings. Thanks for sharing it. David