Kiss

If there are none other gift to give, kiss them to eternity. A kiss, always a nice gift when there is purpose and right intent. Whatever the interpretation, when watches and scented candles seem redundant, a kiss may serve a welcome gift this Christmas. Happy Holidays everyone!

where the deepest void rises
from these pockets of truths
the ruthless anomaly that this
is love rolled upon a red wagon
wanting to be pushed and gathered
along the garden path next to roses
to be plucked right before
the eve of Christmas where
I stand underneath the streetlights
caroling in my head, rewriting a
chorus that rhymes with red,
but instead I brave the cold
simply thinking that it might be you
who would dare construe
make sense the confusion
and this deep disillusion
that one day where we shall be
is not alone in the middle of the street
somewhere but under this bough on an eve
warm like no other
leaning for a kiss

-mr gahon 12/24/13

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About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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