The Kiss Poem by Robert Rittel

In this tranquil night of rising moon in bliss,
forging themselves to a longing kiss.
Unmasked, unsought unbetrayed passionate gaze so deep,
lifting subtle shadows from the soul waking sleep.
Weary hearts in destiny of pain,
sanctuary of memories to love again.
No one is so accured by fate,
or utterly desolate.
Responds by unseen wings,
touches quivering harmonies and musical strings.
Melodies whisper in this senouous song,
where have you been for so long.
The elevated heart in love so bold,
are the innovation in the unknown to behold.
Streching the edge of reality what to become,
beating the rhytem of the individual drum.
Claiming that subtle purpose in their right,
taking that spirit in the kiss to all its might.