Gonna freeze, laden down by celestial Lilly chips
Yet they are always tulips hailing lips
Is it even so winter, then pour more heaps 'n sips
Come on oh...'how cums it?
' Cold but Cool I dwell on top of thine nips
Dip..dip..dip dip what a tone!
A Cupid heart beats and the gore on petals warmly drips
No snow now, though seen, no
You know let it go flow
Tulip, labia, lips, nips and the fluid of spirit drips
Moez Ben Meftah
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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