les lѐvres d’un amoureux sont
The lips of a lover are
Soft as a rose petal
sweet as honey
warm as your breath
lasting forever like death
Your lips
light as a snowflake on my face
Time inevitably rolls by
but the taste of you lingers forever
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In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin6 days ago in Humor
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Very beautifully written and powerful imagery.
This was soooo beautifully penned! Loved your poem!
Ooo so sweet and sensational 🥰 love this poem.