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THE LOVE of YOUR FRENCH KISS

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THE LOVE of YOUR FRENCH KISS


Dashing Up From That Taxi Stopped Down In The Street
`Fresh Cut Flowers, ` Babies Breath, `Dom and `Me
Right There on the Porch, You Were Radiantly Waiting

Standing Out in the Rain, Gazing into Your Eyes
Big Cloud Burst, The Night Air, and My Tears
Your Welcome Smile Froze Me So Suddenly
Life Is Soaking Wet In A California Rain
Looking Forward Toward Coming Together
Anticipation Of This Evening Forever
Waiting For This Plane To Land
Luggage Somehow Takes Forever
Remembering Her French Kiss
Specific Passage of Time
No Accounting, …But
Summer Showers
Didn’t Dampen
Enthusiasm



So warm in her stream of life
My heart’s lost in her purple flood
How willingly I absorb the air

Having been uncorked, allow me to stand

With candles lit and
Contending meekness
She was often shy
Within her softened
Sorrow’s sighs

Now both of us
Filled with joy


Arm and arms, hands in hand
Standing beneath the power of stars

Going ignored are all fresh flowers
Champagne, cheese, crackers and fruit

Laughing together, can’t hold it back
Drifting along on the clouds

Together at long last
Hearts beating fast
past that spider’s web


On the balcony
In the wind

Air dried
French kissed

Such
Bliss

 
 
 
 
I sat down to work on the Nonet and this came out.
What do you honestly think?
 
 
 
 
My Love Preserved, French Kiss

Fresh from my shower, I am still all wet
Specific, the passage of time

Compare me to a Magnum of a finest wine
Looking forward toward an evening together

Anticipate my full rich flavor
How willingly I absorb the air


Having been uncorked
Allow me to stand

With candles lit and
Your eyes locked on mine

Now both of us
Filled with such joy

Arm and arms, hugs, and hand in hand
Standing beneath all the power of stars

Going ignored are the fresh flowers
Champagne, cheese, crackers and fruit

Laughing aloud, don’t hold it back
Drifting along on the clouds

Together, together at long, long last
Our hearts are both beating so fast

On the balcony
In the wind


Air dried, french kissed
No longer being missed

Happiness
Big smiles

Such
Bliss







© David Lee Finley
2006

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