Saw the sun before,
Had spent my entire life
Concealed, how would I see
The light?
How could I understand
It’s radiance?
If I never
Tasted the rain before,
Had spent all my days
In barren lands, how
Would it taste?
How could I appreciate
It’s fundamental life?
If I never
Kissed your lips
Tasted your skin
Felt its galvanizing cadence
Between us
How could I love
If I never kissed you?
I want to live my days like that
Like I’ve never seen the sun
Never felt the rain
Never kissed you
Each time
The first
Image by Renè Müller