mortal kiss

the storm subsides,
and the fire dies,
the smoke emerges,
from the blue blurry eyes,
the twilight zone,
orange, brown and purplish blue;
it has begun,
the depths rise to the surface,
the scar opens its ugly mouth,
the dark valley, it's steep enough,
but not deep enough,
as i plummet to the abyss,
i touch down,
to rise again,
to the mortal kiss.