Something about reality

 There's something about the way

When we kiss, reality has less of an edge
And for that moment
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right
I suppose it's what they call bliss
And I love it
Somehow wonderful
And terrible
Simultaneously
When our lips meet
I'm held in limbo
Some perdition of
Wet love warm and soft
The parting is as sweet as
The coming together

This is reality
As soft and warm as I am
Is as cold and hard as I can be
Some threat lurks to
Break this
Bliss
Temporary
And transient
There is joy
In the tide washing away
This castle made of sand
Today and tomorrow
I will be your man
In secrecy
The ball is in our court
No need to claim me
This love will never die
But the transition
Could be harsh
Without communication
You're someone really special
For me to give up my solitude
And when the kiss ends
My terror is tempered with
Gratitude