And if my long kiss could burn your lips, <br />Then you would allow the unwords <br />To be jammed between us, <br />As a swelling, <br />By forming a ghostly wall, <br />Which would get higher <br />Step by step <br />And day by day <br />Until it would reach the sky, <br />And certainly the Heaven, <br />Where The Lord would understand them. <br /> <br /><a href='http: //www.myfreecopyright.com/registered_mcn/CA5NT_XDS47_M4UQ9' title='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' ><img src='http: //storage.myfreecopyright.com/mfc_protected.png' alt='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' title='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' width='145px' height='38px' border='0'/></a><br /><br />Marieta Maglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-swelling/
