I am in one of those moods again
where I just want to kiss
anything that moves.

I would even kiss the Sun
if he would let me, but instead
he has climbed down his own
sunbeam and nestled in my heart.

Now when I kiss the plants,
the insects, or the Moon,
they burn
into stars.

This is what you
are yearning for, dear lover.
Just lean closer, and let me
kiss you
into who

you really are.

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