Thursday, April 13, 2006

more Poetry for National Poetry Month.. more kissing too.. hehehe.

I believe if I should die,
And you should kiss my eyelids when I lie
Cold, dead, and dumb to all the world contains,
The folded orbs would open at thy breath,
And, from its exile in the isles of death,
Life would come gladly back along my veins.

From Creed by Mary Ashley Townsend

(sculpture: The Kiss by Rodin)

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