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Lips

The lips of the person you love,

become

home.

Their smile

becomes

light.

Their touch

becomes

life.

And their laughter

becomes

music.


The lips of the person you love

can take you places,

like a mushroom trip-

like pure ecstasy.


The lips of the person you love,

will call to you,

like two magnets,

being attracted to each other.


The lips of the person you love

Can reveal everything

about how your love is feeling.


The lips of the person you love,

will some day,

bite you.

Blood will trickle down your lips

and like a little red creek,

flow down to your chin,

until you white t shirt

is stained with red.



I miss the lips

that used to be

my home.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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