Kiss

My kiss is not a simple play 
Teasing your red lips;
It is another way to say 
Things that words will miss, oh, Miss!
It's the way to say the things 
That words fail to get across,
And to bring my humbled heart 
To you, my darling rose.

The day will race to night's embrace 
Just hide you from my sight.
Then back it comes upon your face, 
With the kiss of morning light.
There're many flowers in the dawn, 
Making life a bliss,
But you're the best, my darling rose, oh, Rose!
So let me kiss your lips.
1996, 2011, 2014