"The Kiss" There was the silk of the whispering winds In my hair And the moonlight lit the glassy waters Sprinkling a thousand twinkling stars Over the tiny ripples You take my hand in yours And stare into my eyes Until it was almost like You kissed my very soul With your stare And you lean close Close enough that I can feel your sweet breath on my face Close enough that your soft smile becomes a blur And then I feel your lips on mine So sweet and persuasive Irresistible and hypnotic Burning my blood Feeding me lies Tricking my heart You smile and walk off Expecting me to follow I stand alone Smelling the colitas Bathed in moonlight I lift my hand The hand you so lovingly held And wipe my lips I should have known better   --Chrys... Chrystel Portugues Copyright© 1998