Exploding stars

And when his lips touched hers, the snow below them vanished, vanquished by the heat of wicked tongues at play. And when her lips touched his, And sparked a new beginning the sun began to slowly weep as it passed to it’s last day. ~ Mark Thompson


She wore the lips he would make love to forevermore. ~ Mark Thompson

Future’s Kiss

There will never be a future occurrence of your heart beating next to mine. No fingers entwined, eyes locked on yours, staring into your rich veins of depth.