In Your Lips

Enough heaven in your lips
to invent our desirous romance
to name love in another crimson feel
to wear the nude of kiss in our breath

Too much heaven in your lips
It seduces me to melt
It sprinkles me with them kissy moisture
It snarls me in the steamy web

So much... in your lips
Heaven doesn't complete this sense
that wanders through our red paths
that rises us up
where only the kiss settles down

poem by Ata AugustynReport problemRelated quotes
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