A Stranger’s Kiss - Poem by Orlando Belo
As attracted strangers we met and kissed,
beneath the fullest, brightest, moon.
The flow of your sweetest life warmed my soul,
as if it was a sunny afternoon.
That first kiss took us to extremes most high,
as the clouds darkened your innermost dreams.
But still you gave and continued to sustained me,
with your warm, life flowing stream.
To you, I now give you a different life,
where you too can drink life’s wine.
Like me, you now depend upon a kiss,
on which our master will forever dine.
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