Lips Poem by Sharron Stephenson

Lips



the swipe of the hand to the cheek
stings the heart of mine

see the words in the eyes
to the words for the name
in the cards of scent of and sweet
gather my arms wrapped round the steel
of grit and sound

mind the prints in the heart
of love and pride

Monday, November 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: pride
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