Yes, A Kiss

Today, at this solemn morning When sun-rays are still soft And wind still pleasant, I beg you a kiss. Yes, a kiss. A soft kiss of yours A sweet kiss of yours A divine kiss of yours. Don't give me food or shelter If you wish to. Don't give me clothes or comfort If you wish to. But give me kiss Of your fiery juicy lips. Life is painful anyway. And everywhere is blood Everywhere is cry of starved diseased and wounded. And I don't want to live in this cruel world. But still I live. Why? Why o love why? It's because of your kiss. Your kiss heals my wounded heart Soothes my aching soul Illuminates my shadowed journey Directs me when I am lost. Let this heavenly morning be the witness- My heart My soul My whole existence beg you a kiss. Yes, a kiss Of your fiery juicy lips. © Arun Maji