Kiss of Life
Who are you, mortal, that I must dream of floating forever in your arms?
Who are you, mortal, that I must dream of floating forever in your arms? Who are you, that I must treasure you in dreams yet to come, and hold your smile in the curve of my smile?
Who are
you, that you dare touch my skin and bring back to it the glow of life? Who are
you, that you make me die a little less each day?
Why must you
hang about to watch the unveiling of the person I am become? Why should I feel
beautiful at the mere sound of your voice?
Who are
you, mortal, that you dare to claim that you will save me?
And who
am I, that I dare to believe you?
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