Kiss me now!
please,
let me feel your touches
melting like icicles in spring
when yellow buds burst open
with hopes for life;
raise heads in awe
that we
in warm embraces
engender such love
with passionate grace;
ignore their hostile words
for people cannot know
how they rip apart
and pierce my heart
in daily conversations,
our lives
our pain
unstitched by pronouns,
devalued now my very being;

please come
let me in.