kisses
Posted: August 9th, 2011, 2:40 pm
When David went from Jonathan— his friend—
they kissed, each one another, and they wept
with one another— likewise to the end
your love is more than other loves I’ve kept.
Elijah worshipped silence from a cleft
within a rock— a holy tongue that dry
would rather die than writhe— yet I have left
me every mouth which hath not kissed a lie.
His mother: no. His lover or his wife:
no. Only Judas near to Jesus drew
to kiss his face— and at the end of life.
But how would I betray a kiss by you—
who sings of righteousness and peace that pair
their lips to press the kismet kiss met there?
they kissed, each one another, and they wept
with one another— likewise to the end
your love is more than other loves I’ve kept.
Elijah worshipped silence from a cleft
within a rock— a holy tongue that dry
would rather die than writhe— yet I have left
me every mouth which hath not kissed a lie.
His mother: no. His lover or his wife:
no. Only Judas near to Jesus drew
to kiss his face— and at the end of life.
But how would I betray a kiss by you—
who sings of righteousness and peace that pair
their lips to press the kismet kiss met there?
