Your steps <br />Are frightening the red leaves <br />Of an imaginary tree….. <br />Your sight <br />Is caressing the limbs of our tree, <br />That unreal dream tree <br />Coming out of our real mind, <br />Which is seemingly seared by lightning…… <br />The shivering limbs are waiting for the winter …. <br />Your lips <br />Are kissing the crust of our real tree, <br />Named Ligustrum vulgare, <br />In that special zone, <br />Where it loses the life continuum... <br />You become the mirror <br />Of that incurable and irreversible <br />Kiss. <br /> <br /><a href='http: //www.myfreecopyright.com/registered_mcn/CA47U_2VU2X_R73B2' title='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected'><img src='http: //storage.myfreecopyright.com/mfc_protected.png' alt='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' title='Copyright Protected' width='145px' height='38px' border='0'/></a><br /><br />Marieta Maglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-incurable-kiss/
