Patterns of Kiss - Poem

Saw her with the rays

As she comes 

near me with light shy

And small smile

Sweats starts to drop and bloom life flowers

Word stammer to reep word of choice to be clever

Noise get cancel as it now or never

Let rain shower

What we witness what we witness

Does all flower need her name to be silent

Or does moon need her face to bright

With her eyes of lightning and thunder

Will this time passes as the night

As the lips tease themselves

For patterns of kiss

As the heart of two races

From shyness