Category: lips
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My Flesh
this flesh, my flesh is soft, succulent and brown a hue passed down from my Grandpappy it’s moisture maintained by shea butter these are the lips that gave sweet dreams to dry eyes full and shiny like the sunrise hands that cradled water from many streams used to toil, eager to clean these are the…
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Punch Drunk Heart
What does a punch drunk heart know about love? It feels without remorse It beats without a care Calm when your around Then on edge when your not there One minute up The next down A tryst comes Romance goes But the connection stays the same Bathing in the sunshine Soaking in the warmth of…
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Unpopular Reality
Give me the truth One thing I learned about lying Is the upkeep cost is too high Because you have to lie again to maintain a lie So tell me the truth Even if it curls your upper lip And brings salty disappointment to trusting eyes I can’t live in the dark Unaware of the…
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Sweet Reminder
Sweet Reminder Sweet sentiments leave traces of bliss on bitter lips Return to me so that we may resume this eternal kiss Love always, Esha
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Few Words: Tender
Tender You are tender to me Like a prayer forming from reluctant lips I speak your name Love always, Esha <3
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Accepting Yes To Understand No
Accepting Yes To Understand No Yes to the future Yes to the past Yes to the people, places and things that did not last strolled down the road of No evading obvious cracks in the concrete walked to the left of yes but there were No chance encounters No miracles to behold just a lack…
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Rendezvous
Rendezvous In a wine colored, brick building Off 54th and Drexel Down the street from the chicken shack Is where it all began We were looking for love In the city of sin A flash flood ran through as he came in As promises hung over the starry sky We locked eyes and…
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Rescue Me
Rescue Me In the highest room of a castle, Far far away, Hidden in a dense forest in a land Only seen in deep sleep In the highest room of a castle, Is Rapunzel a heartthrob With locks past her knees It hangs like thick, twisted, old vines That wrap around furniture Before…
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Niceties Removed
Niceties Removed i ran out of fucks to give part of me simply doesn’t care about whimsical needs anymore the ass i use to kiss made my lips dry and i’d rather save my chap-stick for Chicago’s unrelenting cold the fake smiles and act like its all good antics cuffed in a meager hand to…
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