The Kiss

Dry cracked lips mellow
Sweet to the taste they grow
Wild hearts tame,
Their storms obey the call
Cold winds gently stroke the face,
Soothing the eyes that unwittingly close
With eyes tightly closed,
The world turns around
Hypnotism grabs the duo
A simple moment feels like a lifetime
Then all bend down and obey,
The great power of the locked lips
When the lips have chosen the cheek,
They plant a soft tender peck
Then affection and security grows
One more time,
The doubts are cleared,
The fears are expunged
Now the two distant hearts enjoin,
A thousand miles covered in a tick
The way is all into each other's arms,
Even if it's for the last time
It takes just the kiss,
But the kiss from the right lips