There
are stairways,
like kisses,
that reach beyond reach -
that
touch the very vastness of love.
There
are kisses,
like stairways,
that lead beyond sight -
never
sufficient, never enough.
There are kisses for ‘up’,
there are kisses for ‘down’
there
are stairs of obsession
that lead to your
frown;
there are kisses that
lighten
like stars in the night
and stairways of darkness
that obliterate
light.
And a thousand stepped tomorrows
with choices to make,
with kisses as lanterns to guide.
A
thousand kissed footsteps
and unsteady steps
and a thousand more stairways untried.
There are kisses
like kisses
and stairways
just stairs
we must tread them both softly
with wide open eyes.
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