Kiss Me

Today is International Kissing Day! All those who were waiting for an opportunity, this is your moment, so yay! I’ve chosen a song that was one of my favourites while I was growing up. This song from the late 90s is so innocently beautiful. There was a time when romance was not all bang-bang! A simple kiss would create ripples of goosebumps and dreams. The emotions attached to a simple kiss and the longing for that feeling that comes from the warmth of a meaningful kiss is what this song highlights. It’s a beautiful song to listen to when you have butterflies and the kind of infatuation for someone that is delicately innocent. If you pay careful attention to the lyrics, apart from the passive demand of a kiss, the singer is reminiscent of younger days when she was probably just a teenager. She’s pining for another kiss, just like the ones she had down by her tree house that’s now broken. She’s all set to recreate those moments where she’s prepared to wear that same dress under the white beneath the silver moon.

Kiss Me – Poem by Ruelha

It's something so easy.
In my dreams I've practised so many.
But when you're here.
I'm gripped with fear.

You can see it in my eyes.
If you approach, I wouldn't think twice.
Just come on and break this ice.
And do something nice.

Kiss me.
Wrapped in your arms I want to be.
Your breath against my skin.
Before the tongue spin.

Kiss me.
Don't hold back; be free.
Oblivious of passers-by, I want to be.
So darling just go ahead and kiss me.

Kiss me.
Your saliva I want to taste and see.
The mesmerizing waves.
of your mouth I crave.

Kiss me.
And life ceases to be lonely.
Those lips were made for me.
Because they fit so accurately.

Kiss me.
Stop looking for the perfect opportunity.
I'm right here in front of you.
I've got blinkers; you're all I view.

Kiss me.
This moment was always meant to be.
Stop overthinking.
For you, I'm waiting.

Kiss me.
Till you're lost in serenity.
I'll take you to that place.
Where everything is sugar-laced.

So kiss me.
Beneath the milky twilight.
I shall always remember that night.

So kiss me.
Right outside my compound door.
And I can't stop asking for more.

So kiss me.
Outside that broken house.
Parked alongside a dream cloud.

So kiss me.
In the darkness of those nights.
When fireflies shamed the moonlight.

So kiss me.
Within the milky white.
Everything else in the backseat despite.

So kiss me.
Beside the green grass.
Where it ended so fast.

So kiss me.
You have that key.
To open me.
So kiss me.
Just kiss me!
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This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. Most of my poems do not hint at my life/situation. Kindly refrain from drawing such parallels. Much of what I write is purely fictional. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer every time I write a romantic/melancholic/intense piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Please note, some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children.

Kiss Me – Sixpence

Lyrics of the original song by Sixpence

Kiss me
out of the bearded barley
beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing,
swing the spinning step
you wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
kiss me
beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me
down by the broken tree house
Swing me
upon its hanging tire
Bring bring
bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me
beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon sparkling
So kiss me
kiss me
beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon sparkling
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me


  1. Kissing Nature

    Kissing Blissing

    Sky Beyond Stars

    Kissing Flies Moonlit

    Fire Fly Wings Singing

    Diatom Shores Glowing

    Midnight Moon Dew Lit

    Beach Twinkling

    Shining Beyond Eyes

    Leaves Touching Trees

    Feeding Dreams Soils Yet Green

    Souls Sprouting Higher Roots Reaching Deeper



    Kindness Rides

    On Bird Song Wings

    Kissing Spiraling Rays

    Sun Shines ever more pleasing

    Breeze So Much to Breathe Fall

    Bleeds Winter Spring Seeing Believing

    Summer Heating THorns FLoWeR Colors

    Smiling Kissing Smiling Kissing Petals

    Falling Kissing Kissing Souls of Soils

    Again Rising ever more

    Life Comes


    BREaTHE Green
    Kissing Kissing

    Smiling Kissing Smiling

    Eyes Deeper Surfacing Ocean Whole

    Another Sunrise Touches Sunset Twilight Dreams

    Hehe Born With So Much Tactile Sensitivity Not

    Able to Touch Man-Made Materials every

    Touch i place on my Wife is What

    Most Folks Feel As A

    Most Intimate

    Kiss and

    More of Course too

    So Easy For me to

    Kiss A Blade of Grass From

    A Distance BLiSSinGS BLeSSinGS

    Never Stop When Kissing Is All of Life Blissings…

    Other than that Tasting Saliva is Not A Germaphobe’s
    Game For Someone Like the Wifey Yet On the Other

    Hand of


    Just one

    Touch on A Finger

    Tip of Anywhere is

    A Kiss of Nature to

    me Even Seeing From A Distance

    Haha Can You Even Imagine How

    Awesome it is to Be me this way Trust

    me it’s not all A Bed of Roses As i can’t

    Even Stand to Imagine Someone rubbing Their

    Hands on Manmade Materials All i have to Do is see

    it Yet on the Other Hand With Mirror Touch Synesthesia

    Seeing Someone Being Kissed is No Different Than Being Kissed…

    Well Yeah


    On Who it is of
    Course too Haha…

    Beautiful Kissing Poetry Rue i could

    Probably Do Better than this

    Really Just Getting Warmed

    Up Yet i Don’t Want to

    Make too Much

    Of A Kiss

    Out of Your

    Page With SMiLes..

    Have a Nice Day in

    Jungles of Trees Kissing

    Leaves Just Gently Touching

    Okay i Promise i’ll stop Really

    Have A Nice



    Whispering Pleasing
    Blissing Skies Kissing Seas
    Ocean Holding EYes SMiLing..:)

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