When I Kiss the Face of Love

A sense of softness speaks in moments
when I kiss the face of love
Occupying a thousand sunbeams
with a hint of ivory lace

I get lost in the corners of my thoughts
as they rush deep inside
Reflecting warmth to capture clouds
so they can no longer
Come near me

There is a place in my heart
that greets the breath
of the face of love
A million times I would inhale
the scent with no complaint

I delight in the mysteries and secrets
this breath so often tells
And etches within my soul
lovely memories that no words
Could ever take

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011