The Kiss
You can move mountains, they say
If only you ask with love
I found it true when my
Softest touch moved your reluctance away
And I saw the sun rise
Though before I was blind
And its warmth pierced my heart
In million rays, in million ways
I felt it burn, I cried out
“Gloria in excelsis Deo”
Every kiss tells a story
Ours was the beginning
©asamvav111
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