Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

A kiss is what I want.                                          With heated passions that burn bright.
Yet, you torture me with your taunt.                       I'm here waiting for the light.
With your eyes and smirk, you flaunt.        You're so cruel, my shining knight.
In my very own heart you haunt.                          Yet you're love is such a delight.   
 Once more a kiss, is what I want.                        To my dearest departed husband, i write