Then Will You Wet My Lips With The Kiss Of Your Soul? Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

I am on my way to you Lord.
With faltering steps
I dare to climb up to you.

You see me from above.
I see you from below.

How shall it be when I reach you?
Will you hug me?
Will you kiss me?
Will I remain there with you
With a never-ending smile?

I don't wish too much.
I only want your love.


Let it come to me
in any way you like.
I shall receive it as it is.

Then would you take me
to the rainbow wings
where you play hide and seek
with those whom you love?

Then would you pour honey
into my mouth and wet my lips
with the kiss of your soul?

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