The Kiss
by Wulf Losee

Our loneliness dissolves on a taste of a kiss
your kiss is bright with notes of speyside malts
honey and malt heated in the mixed intoxication of lips
my lips trace along bow of your vermillion curves
and tongues curve into the labrys mouth of bliss
liqueur of bliss drunk from the cup of taste and touch
the touch our fingers entwine with the pulse of our hearts
releases the heart of joy as we exhale as a single breath
the breath of a sigh that forgot all nights of loneliness.