Poetry by Sandee Lyles

 

KISS OF A ROSE Your kiss pierced my lip and made me aware we had our thorns I wanted the velvet back that fell in petals around me like butterflies that light on skin the newness that unfolded like years when I'd only known you fractions of seconds that flashed the way they do when you rub tired eyes after a good cry now that we've become comfortable we smell so sweet but our soft places are hidden beneath prickly stench of might have been so let's press this between pages for safe keeping or close this book for good while we still have something worth remembering HOW CAN I? How can I with this simple tongue describe a sky like Neruda or Estes explain a quiet burn on cheeks from a star called Sun express my desire like a soldier or a bear awakening from such a long sleep how can I make you feel me with this mouth that knows only sweet and sour bitter and savory and rain when it opens to a sky that I can't write about but appreciate just the same and your kisses that I could never do justice with pen and paper like that vast sky IF I COULD WRITE A KISS If I could write a kiss, I'd give it satin lips, that billow in the moment, like masts of passing ships, The kiss would start out slow, as delicate as a rose, then build to so much more, the way true passion grows, You'd wish upon a star, this kiss would last and last, the words would read so real, they'd make your heart beat fast, Your knees would soon be weak, from  the fire of the text, you'd have to close your eyes, imagining what comes next, And only in a dream, have you ever felt such flutter, and heard inside your head, words such a kiss would utter, You'd quiver in its' splendor, powerless to resist, I'd make you fall in love with me If I could write a kiss. ~Sandee Lyles

Sandee Lyles is an RN and Freelance Writer in Flower Mound, Texas.  Her poem, 'Backyard Lifeline' is scheduled to appear in Literary House Review November 2007.  Some of her poems for children have been published as well.