A Senryu Quintet : First Kiss, Last.
Captured by a kiss
worlds apart, a breath away
Love’s forbidden touch.
First soft touch of lips
forget them all, surrender;
first blush, then taste, breathe.
Star-crossed lovers held,
brow to brow, lips against lips,
secret given, told.
Liquid memory
teardrop captured by my lips
a silent farewell.
