When You Kissed Me Poem by rose flores rosevoc2

It was like spring and
light air on my mouth -
when you kissed me.

I have travelled the
wilds, so far as to
reach you. Our love
story, is only a story
a child would believe,

mystery, enchantment
a fairy tale. I
take thee as keeper.

Heavens blessings now
make sense, a hymn
in honor of thy love.

The zeal is a gift.
I delight the hues
of your race: red
is the color of the
gods.

My flaws dipped
in the cup of grace
is like white linen
washed with mercy.

I pray for all. Be food,
my flesh for your mouth.






rose flores martinez
11.4.2011