Stolen Kiss Poem by Dave Tanwar

He caressed her hairs flowing on her face,
kissed her neck, leaned on her, in a slow pace.
Burning eyes closed in search of eternal pleasure,
his lips found her lips, Oh what a priceless treasure

Was this the feeling they never had?

As he rose to separate
Heartbeat fasten, like a hand knocking on heaven’s gate.
Lips getting cold that were only just so warm,
Body that tingled, now had lost her charm.

He looked into her eyes,
in silence kissed her goodbye.

Did he really take her breath away?

This newborn feeling she couldn’t keep inside,
like roses it blossomed on her cheeks all day.