Lovers' Limpid Lips Poem by John Sensele

Lovers' Limpid Lips



Lovers seldom care whether common sense
Titters when their arms entwine
At their hearts' insistence as between them distance
Shrinks when for each other they pine, dine and wine.

Lovers hardly care the sight prying eyes see
When in a tight embrace their lips seal
The bliss coursing through every wee
Moments they imbibe to feel their drum-beating deal.

Lovers' hands search for a tender touch
Whether society approves or disapproves
As to lovers it matters much
What quality time lies in their romantic moves.

Lovers hardly care whether infatuation
Platonic pulsation or osculation
Punctuates or propels the affable affection
That gives lovebirds a standing ovation.

Sunday, August 6, 2017
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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