Love Poem: The Betrayal

The Betrayal

I’ll take my kisses in a flood
Holy with Lust,
Hot with Blood.
Never, never let it come to this,
The cold, cold kiss.

Lean closer my sweetness,
Feel my passionate heart;
Forever together in completeness,
Never more to be torn apart.

Oh, Jude go not so far away.
Persist to Love
Till we are Grey!
No, no, never let it come to this,
One cold traitors’ kiss.

Cold are your fingers,
Over my passionate heart;
For old times’ sake, your hand lingers,
Hesitant to make a start.

I want all my kisses in a flood
Holy with Lust,
Warmed with Blood.
Oh, oh, never let it come to this,
One cold Judas kiss.

(1995/2017)