I lie next to the tenant of my best dreams

The first kiss in the morning 

tastes like the first kiss on Earth. 

My waking soul is innocent, 

as I lie next to the tenant 

of my best dreams. 

When I caress him, I know: 

a kiss is preverbal, 

a word is a kiss’s junior. 

[Vera Pavlova {1963- } '21', from If There is Something to Desire]