To steal a

kiss from you

 
would be the greatest

crime of all, 

skip the diamonds, 

gold and cash,

a cherished kiss 

surpasses these.

To deftly sneak 
in between blinks 
of your lovely eyes,
and press my eager 
lips against yours.

Just a few seconds
of sheer bliss,
hoping you will 
fall for this burglar, 
and return what he

values most,
even before he stole it.

I could win any jury over, 
they would fail to convict 
me of any such grand theft,
when they laid

12 pairs of eyes on you.

To sweetly unlock 
your passion in such
a daring manner, 
like Pandora's box, 
It could be 
marvelously wonderful,
or a Medusa stare 
turning me to stone.

But it matters little,
for your lips are like 
a rare pink orchid,
or two exquisite 
elongated ruby pearls,
I must have them, 
damn the consequences.

Smmmoooooch,

whoooosh...SMACK!
as your hand

impacts my cheek,
but I see a hint of a smile,
a blush of surprise and awe,
and a glimmer of

hope in your eyes. 

I just might return 
for another attempt,
satisfied for now, 
with the memory
of having something 
worthy of stealing.

©-2015-Matthew F. Blowers III