When your lips
Opened in the flower of a kiss,
That descended from your mouth like a light from a sun set
Or quivered like a butterfly’s wings on a milkweed leave
When your cheeks became a red rose with two petals
And glowed with the light of love
When your lips crossed the borders
And poured over my lips
with the strength of a fountain
I was waiting for their bless
As if it were my liberating light,
Which will unshackle my feet,
And put me on a new road.