A simple, delicate kiss, from those sweet lips
Proceeds to be that which gives
A lapse to cognitive functions;
For but a second, what follows, besides
A Kickstarter to, perhaps, the most persistent
Stream of thoughts; coiling, concentric circles
Around me, like an asteroid belt,
Overwhelming but enticing.
What they see as just another piece
Is to me, another window
They fail to peek through,
We, as poets, do not just write, no,
No… it’s not that simple bystander,
We open gateways to a new universe.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Art by: ryky