Wonder, I wonder if I kiss you perfect
would I ever need a word again—
Would I say just what I mean,
without a single letter more??
Would every sound find its home,
like waves crash upon the shore,
nestled up on our lips’ lines—
Would we be anything but
the salt of the earth,
tasting heaven, life by the cheeks grabbing,
our breath the winds race—
And if I walked right away,
off into the horizon,
would you be the flush reddened sun rising
by the bright full moon shimmering through the night?