Your Lips

Published by Family Friend Poems February 2011 with permission of the Author.

Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their grandeur,
just to see them near I ponder.

Upper so tender, lower so exquisite
when together makes me avid;
when drenched, they yearn to be perceived;
when arid, they desire to be embraced;

Lips that laugh, lips that smile
with your prongs makes me eye.
Lips that moan, lips that sigh,
takes me to a loathsome high.

Within my imprisoned wish I conceive
but laugh at myself at the way they deceive.
Words your lips whisper, I long to hear,
but just memories I have to keep them dear.

Lips of love, lips of ire,
lips of sweetness, lips on fire,
lips of golden heavenly mire,
hope they won't leave me in dire.

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