If we never get to kiss

If this night ends and we don’t get to kiss,
I plead that you stretch your delicate hands
to return my heart to a place of bliss.
If this night ends and we don’t get to kiss,
my bed will feel the same as hell’s abyss,
Blood will gush out my eyes and all my glands.
If this night ends and we don’t get to kiss,
I plead that you stretch your delicate hands.

If we get to kiss before this night ends,
you’ll have saved a soul from burning in hell,
for redemption and your chaste lips are friends
If we get to kiss before this night ends,
we both will understand why hate transcends
where mundane and fallible thoughts do dwell.
If we get to kiss before this night ends,
you’ll have saved a soul from burning in hell.

Younglan Talyoung