Lips Of Ruby Red Fantasy - Poem by Mark Heathcote
You have lips every man would want to dine on
Fast for & and drink poison from
Till they feel faint with fatigued.
Like lemon & lime drops of bitter sweet desire
You’ll give your kisses, wings over the sea
She’ll bring you spices for your soul.
She’ll be your temple, when you’re dreaming
She’ll have your back, when the fires circle
She’ll feed and fill your heart with song…
For her lips a man would gladly drown, belong…
To be rescued to be found
Given sucker and lustre to their miserable lives.
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