The Blissful Kiss...

I miss that feeling,
That eternal bliss,
Those intense eyes revealing;
Every goodnight kiss.

The warm, secure arms,
The ever consoling lexicals,
The heavenly charms,
Those burning hot icicles.

Together we dreamt,
Or was it only me?
I never really meant,
To outlive the glee.

My love renders pure,
With every passing moment,
Will I be ever sure,
What is this ailment?

Why does that smile,
Haunt my life to date?
That very decisive mile,
It ruptured my fate.

The proximity of hearts,
Pierces my wounded soul,
Collecting the broken parts,
Trying to fix it to whole.

Physically we may be,
Beside one another;
Constantly wander afar we,
But the flames are still to smother.

I hope the spark will reignite,
I wish to experience the lost bliss,
May we do unite,
Before death’s last kiss.