Her passes are fleeting
Still, the impact lingers
The torture's unintended
How the deaf may view singers
So close we could caress
With imperceptible motion
Yet the inches between us
Might as well be an ocean
She should kill me with kiss
A kiss ~ nothing more
Allow our spirits to taste
What eyes cannot explore
Draw our first and last breath
From the place where passion leaps
One soul to another
A kiss is where desire reaps
So elementary in practice
Yet a labyrinth of notion
Might it hush my chest's clamor
Or bring about more commotion
One day I will learn
That the adjacent air
Is the only thing
That our lips will share
