( for C. )
You kissed me and even our shadows became one,
my heart began beating to the wings of birds
distant, wild and immortal.
I could feel the ocean inside of me
always returning to you,
I could sense the sun
pulling me toward you with intense gravity
closer than skin would permit.
How is it that your kiss
can tear me apart
at the same time put me back together
with such force and gentleness?
Your kiss is the dictionary of poets
the logos of love.
I surrender to you every vowel,
verb and pronoun that sits upon my tongue.
The ancients vowed endless bliss,
the way my body aches while kissing you ____
wanting to open myself to your body
and pour into you like a new born river.
I memorize your taste.
It is the salt of earth with the scent of fallen angels.
With your kiss the world opens and you swallow me
into your hunger and our need ____ your blaze and ice ____
our lust and our love.
Your kiss makes me aware that I exist.
This quiet love becomes madness with your mouth against mine,
and our shadow blends us into another world where two people become one.
The shape of my body beneath your kiss is fluid,
no promises, no demands only the purity of now.
You fire me with your love as though I am made of clay,
and I could stay still within your arms forever.
This kiss of life takes me into our shadows,
nothing else matters, the world disappears
and there is only you.
____ you are my kiss of life.
Sculpture 'Kiss of Life' © Gesso Cocteau
Cast Bronze Edition of 18
Poem © Gesso Cocteau
Drawing © Gesso Cocteau
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