You are dark delight; <br />I am scattered vanilla. <br /> <br />I notice you in crowded meetings <br />where my eye centers <br />on you, <br /> <br />I have taken you into my rooms <br />risked all to to have you <br />to myself, <br /> <br />braved cold and rain <br />in clandestine rendezvouses; <br /> <br />and I confess <br />you are the sweet <br />I must not have. <br /> <br />My world and your world <br />must not meet. <br /> <br />You're forbidden to me <br />yet <br />in my mouth <br />you're my bit of heaven; <br /> <br />I have <br />swallowed all your kisses. <br /> <br />I shouldn't have <br />so you'll have to live <br />for the time being <br />in my fantasy <br />where my longing <br />for you is <br />perfection, <br />delicious, semi-sweet <br />and non-calorific. <br /> <br />But haunt me you do <br />so just once a year <br />I allow myself <br />your single kiss. <br />whose tracings <br />perforce <br />must last an entire year <br />except when dreaming you <br />where I can have as much of you <br />as the night allows.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dark-kiss/
