Kiss me like the rain hits my window on a warm summer night
the way your fingers touch my lips leave me broken
I cry to myself as the sun comes up
and you fade to just a dream.


I imagine that your angel arms wrap around me when I sleep
and take me to the place that you call heaven
you hold me until the hurt goes away,
a smile.


Kiss me like the leaves that fall from autumn winds,
the way they cling to life even as
they fade to brown,
to death.


I imagine that you have transformed to water
becoming the force that gives me life,
as I inhale the air that killed
you.


Kiss me the way that an old man kisses his aging wife
as she forgets his name and how to love.
Make the kiss stir,
memories.


Like an old forgotten picture with rust around the edges
trigger those forgotten dreams
when life would last forever
and death was far away.


Kiss me like this boy I once knew
the way he lifted my soul
to stand on tippy-
toes.


Always reaching for one more moment of gentle touch
a glaze of quiet brown eyes
try to love me,

for him.