The space between your lips–

HOW I FELT about you, Sari, after we kissed for the first time:

 

The space between your lips—

The foam of a Norwegian waterfall on my face.

 

The space between your lips—

An eternity of curiosity and pleasure.

 

The space between your lips—

A thesaurus of naked truth.

 

The space between your lips—

The Tigris and Euphrates pouring out into the Garden of Eden.

 

The space between your lips—

Folds of time from East to West unraveling in sacred space.

 

The space between your lips—

Knowledge born between bookends of beauty.

 

The space between your lips—

A playful hand on virgin hips.

 

The space between your lips—

The ground shifting beneath my feet.

 

The space between your lips—

Two legs lying sideways.

 

The space between your lips—

The birth of Venus between breaking waves.

 

The space between your lips—

A flower of perpetual pollination.

 

The space between your lips—

Two rose petals coming close and letting go down the river Nile.

 

The space between your lips—

The discovery of a new planet where purity and passion collide.

 

The space between your lips—

Two strings of pearl on a tortoise shell.

 

The space between your lips—

Psyche and Cupid about to touch.

 

The space between your lips—

Love taking the red-eye flight to Nicaragua to find me.

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Chester Delagneau


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