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LONELY LIPS
ANXIOUS
I have two lips,
one sits above
the other;
in between is
the doorway
to my mouth.
I have a confession
to make.
It has been an hour
since we kissed
and my lips are
already lonely;
my mouth is hungry
to be fed by your
sweet and delicious tongue
as it explores passion
with my tongue.
Oh, my lips are
more than lonely,
they are dying without
your lips...Are your lips
lonely too? I hope so.
PLEASE HURRY BACK
I have two lips,
one sits above
the other;
in between is
the doorway
to my mouth.
I have a confession
to make.
It has been an hour
since we kissed
and my lips are
already lonely;
my mouth is hungry
to be fed by your
sweet and delicious tongue
as it explores passion
with my tongue.
Oh, my lips are
more than lonely,
they are dying without
your lips...Are your lips
lonely too? I hope so.
PLEASE HURRY BACK
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