Your Lips Poem by Hope myer

Your Lips



Those pink velvet lips move swiftly to mine
How soft how smooth how irrestable;
A kiss to my forehead a kiss upon my chin;
Your soft smooth lips touch mine;
Leaving me in a trance;
Your lips moved like the wind slowly but softly confidently an irrestable.

Friday, July 8, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss,leaving,lips,pink,wind
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