The Kissing Gate

My response to the secret keeper Weekly Writing Prompt #43


The young woman passed

Through many kissing gates

But only once was kissed.

The man so generous with his embrace

Sang a song that was full of bliss;

Her heart stood still when he held her face

And her lips soaked up his kiss.

Lost in the moment, trapped by fate,

No words between them passed,

With a squeak of the hinge, he opened the gate

And she was free at last.


© Kim M. Russell, 2016

The Kissing Gate at Bishop's Walk

Photo credit: Hammersmith and Fulham Local Studies and Archives


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