You walk toward me with purpose
Eyes burning into mine
I am afraid to blink.
The abandonment and deceit fall away
Like the dusty cobwebs from an awakening ghost
They fall, they float, the ash raining upon our feet.
My back against the wall I breathe in deeply, quietly
As though I am not quite sure if it could be my last
And you reach, you grasp my throat
Gently at first, sliding the palm of your hand up my larynx, and cup my chin
I exhale as your mouth approaches mine
Souls pass from lips to lips as you tip my chin up towards the heavens
And with a kiss you make another promise
You can not keep.