With every kiss he takes my breath,
I can feel my life slipping away.
His lips are soft, his eyes are closed.
He feel the pain and love within my lips.
He pulls me close, and whispers 'I know'.
I awaken from my slumber, with a space between our love.
I touch my lips, I feel the warmth from his kisses.
I take my breathe back and breathe.
I lay my head upon my pillow,
Until sleep washes over me.
Every night the same,
Till I wake; wait for the kiss that finally takes me!
Joseph Tanner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-kiss-106/
