Too Touch A Kiss.

Too touch your lips,
before I die,
too cradle me in your arms,
as you kiss me in cry.

Too tell you how,
I somehow feel,
thoughts of you,
I can't conceal.

And your angelic voice,
I hear in my head,
you speak so softly,
as I climb into my bed.

Bestowed upon slumber,
Shant awaken,
for if I do,
I'll open my eyes,
and finally see you.

Staring into the creamy sky,
as I hide away my tear,
I can't hold your hand,
that's why I shiver in fear.

To take my heart,
and someway blow you a kiss,
It's you,
That is my only wish.

Forgive me,
for loving you,
thus I get,
in return,
a sensation,
a curable,
a fire, a burn.

I want you to come with me,
I'll take you away,
to a magical forest,
we can hold eachothers hand,
forever and always.

Dipping my feet,
into the sand,
living out,
all that we'd planned.

Playing our song,
as a shivering sign,
I left out a scream,
and my tear drops run dry.

When I feel you,
I feel no heart ache,
the thought of me,
in your arms,
keeps me awake.

Staring at my ceiling,
trying to fall into sleep,
knowing in my heart,
It's you I shall keep.

But soon enough,
I know,
you'll be holding me
in your arms,
and I know,
in my heart,
you'll protect me from harm.

Does love like ours,
truly exist,
a prayer,
a blessing,
is to touch our kisses...