The Kiss - Poem by Jay Aguiniga
From the sweetest dream, warming I awaken
I heave, inhaling a gift of promises of hope to fulfill
Chemistry, no science has explanation for.
Commitment to put others needs a bit higher than mine.
A will to live, not alone, but to share tears,
Passion combined with purpose
To define would ruin the purity.
Emotionally, physically til the end of time,
Yearning in the heart, burns.
Bliss is the kiss of life.
Comments about The Kiss by Jay Aguiniga
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye