The Real Thing

"Togetherness found."

Was it always true?Was it there in that first kiss?Had we found real love? Tingles when we touched,Warmth and joy in each caressCould it be real love? I could be Kama, you, my AstartePassion and rapture sublimeLaughter and roses, smiles and begoniasReveal...

I miss the mist upon your lipsThat perfect slip of timeThe way you sing your soul each nightOver cigarettes and wineI sit amused on the wings of stageThis perfect pantomimeThat moment you were mine. .........................................................You spin your dreams on webs...