Each and Every Kiss

The burst of fire came
as an unexpected shadow,
as the tingle exploded,
when our lips were touching slow
and it was the gun being loaded

I couldn't see where your hands fell, I was almost blind
sickening gasps as the gun went off, shot through my skull and mind.

But love is ment eternally
and remorse of death is true
in each life you seem to kill me
but still I'll be for you.

The tremors of hell seek me
breaking bones torn apart
and still I taste my own death
in the morgue of a rotting heart.

He sits inside the lillies
holding a single rose at dawn
Her smile foreseen by his eyes
but unnoticed tears of the swan.

Gloominess overtakes his soul
and his love fades like a candle
the whistle of a gun lets leer
for loving a whole he can't handle.

A bloody rag doll is left of her
and she lays motionless in abyss
even in death she still has feeling
of his each and every kiss.