How long has it been
since a kiss:
a mouth taking up mine
the feeling of bliss?

If the world were to crumble
or the seas rush in,
with my lips warm,
my eyes closed,
I’ll give in.

The questing tongue,
the breath i take,
the will i give,
the sound i make,

I remember still,

A kiss,
a god send,
let it be now
and let the world end.