Kisses of Tomorrow

The kiss of the unknown pierces deep our lips. Our tongues, cuddle in betrayal to reality and jealousy of what does not exist... • • • The kiss of the unknown become the love we never sort...the joy unexpected...the freckles sparsely spread on the clean sheets of our hearts, gradually dotting densely into our becoming. • • • The kiss of the unknown... a salvific measures taken to warm a broken heart... a reassuring gesture that tomorrow will tell the stories of today... • • • The kiss of tomorrow...a cradle nutured - that upon crest of brests to warmth of blanket-spread, a pillow embrace of wishes unfolds. • • • The kiss of the unknown... The kiss of the unknown... The kiss of the unknown... • • • I can predict my today.....not my tomorrow. • • • But the kiss of the unknown, a cheering comfort that tomorrow glory holds better story than today gory and agony. • • • Embrace your tomorrow today... Embrace your unknown... Embrace your passion... Embrace yourself... • • • The kiss of the unknown! • • • ♡ ♡ ♡