A November's Kiss

The brushing of wind

The touching of skin

 

Up against the small golden light

Underneath an ebony sky

 

On a clear, crisp night

Pristine and precise

 

Beckons a delicate wish

That from the stars would arise

 

A November’s Kiss

 

One that sweeps up and gathers a warm face

in the center of chilled palms

 

The sensation that comes from rippling waves

How it feels to be bathed in soft moon rays

 

A kiss that takes it’s bittersweet time

getting close, unfolding

Nearing ever so gently with the heat of your breath

 

That unexpectedly lands on the lips of a stranger

for the sake of instant magnetism 

By the miracles of the gods, and goddesses that grace you

 

A kiss that brings everyone back to the peace of their heart

 

A kiss that says, you’re interesting. 

A kiss that shivers, I’d like to know you at your core.

A kiss that whispers, I see all of you — never again will you have to hide. 

 

A kiss that screams, I want you.

A kiss that begs, Hold on.

A kiss that promises, I’ll never leave you — my soul and your soul have no means to an end.

 

A kiss that sways, you’re stronger than you think to be.

A kiss that caves, and feels different all the time. 

A kiss that sways, in ways you never knew you’d find.

 

The brushing of wind

The touching of skin

 

Up against the small golden light

Underneath an ebony sky

 

On a clear, crisp night

Pristine and precise

 

Beckons a delicate wish

That from the stars would arise...

 

A November’s Kiss

— Vanessa Faria