
       The Kiss
       ~~~ ~~~~
  To loose the budding gift
  To rise beyond the pain
  Alight the Night!
  Recall the day!
  I no longer walk this Way.

  Battlefields above the clouds
  Blood below the fields
  Children weep!
  I hear them cry.
  This path to glory's dry.

  Invoke me not, mortal fool
  My sister stands in pain
  I know your touch
  'A gift' you say ?
  Ah, one I would repay.

             - Gay Bost
