Love Poem: They Sparkle, Yet

They Sparkle, Yet

Perhaps our sight is soon to fade,

          Still we know love and how it's made -

               A soulmate vibe to scorch the sun,

     Conjoined perfection from day one.

My absinthe gaze still loves to see

          Your eyelids close while kissing me,

               Yet while that buss still coaxes sighs ...

     I'm slayed to kiss ... and plunge your eyes!





~ 1st Place ~  in the "Lay It On Me - 8 X 8" Poetry Contest, Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor.

( Syllables = 8 X 8, counted at HowManySyllables.com )