~KISS OF RESURRECTION~

My solar orbs cut deep
like a circular eclipse in
alignment with your heart
which was the focus of my words
penetrating the air of
your atmosphere with a verbal
force too thick that you couldn't

breathe and still you were the
god of my universe and you parted
the sky so I could lift my
wings and fly to Heaven
beyond the maroon flood that my
own hands caused with each
penetratingly deep cut

of bitterness slashed
into my used and swollen flesh
that I was drowning in and
I rotated like the moon
around your world
until I breathed a whole new
air in the breath of one
kiss of resurrection from you.

© April 1, 2008 Karen Davies