Lips Poem by Ajay Srivastava

Lips



Lips about to move.
Move to reach pluses.
Pluses try to enter in heart.
Heart is try to filter every move.

Move to connect every pluses.
Pluses to force lips to thrill in different style.
Style to enter in every heart
Heart to follow & understand style.

Every lip to thrill & dance.
Make your lip capable to touch masses heart.

Lips
Monday, April 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: motivational
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