Behind The Glass.

Through eyes of glass

you look at me

across the years that could not be,

my kiss now placed

upon your mouth

shall fall


within your heart.


your lips so cold feel no desire

yet still my hunger

feeds the fire,

left unquenched by fallen tears

that slip unheeded

through the



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Always, for Don.

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allets's picture

Heart Felt Write

well said. Intense but warm.



sweetwater's picture

Thank you, that's much

Thank you, that's much appreciated :-)