Ode To A Girl With Perfect Lips Poem by Dean Meredith

Half a kiss from those full lips
Why did I have to go?
Because it was late
And the morning sun
Was up and waiting

I couldn't work
I couldn't think
My mind was yours
Developing photos
In dark red light
Secretly in my room

When I saw you next
In the bar alone
You ignored me so well
It hurt but I liked it
Not knowing why
But it seemed right

Then the next time
You were fine again
Clear skinned eyes bright
Smile like a dream
And half a kiss
From those full lips

Oh yes
Half a kiss
And those full lips