Oh My Love (A Kiss)

A kiss is a dream, a fantasy of desire It is created from ice, and also by fire; Oh my love she is like a kiss Always remembered, and never amiss. I say a kiss is like a locked door It is either closed shut, or opened for more; Oh my love she is like a kiss Which gives me inspiration, and total bliss. A kiss is loves truest tether It joins two lost souls now together; Oh my love she is like a kiss When she gives me that, and also this. I say a kiss is like a blooming flower Waiting for the day and the exact hour; On my love she is like a kiss Whenever I write of love, I reminisce. A true kiss indeed is a promised stored Knowing you'll always be loved and adored; On my love she is like a kiss Forever lost in the taste in love's abyss. I say a kiss is more than mere affection It is two souls merging and true reflection; Oh my love she is like a kiss Where true love allows and always permits. Randy L. McClave