A Kiss for the Soul

In the moment I see
this soul within my reach.
A seek which I enjoyed
and with my hand
I held it close, and
I might have cried.
But I'd never let go,
So overjoyed-!
Don't toy with me,
I'm too overjoyed.
Not like you'll believe,
that which I can perceive.
This soul I hold in my hand,
I believe will forever last,
the source that had made me
rejoice, and dare I say,
gave a kiss so chaste.

Author's Note

Here's some inspiration for you:

Eat a big brownie. Drink a Caramel Latte. Sit on your toilet and suck in the pain with your laptop on your lap.

Now, write.

And that is how good poetry is born.