Saturday, November 21, 2009

Kissed By The Sun

People say the sun has kissed them
But how can the sun kiss someone
Would not their lips be burnt brick?
Stripping, cracking layers peeling
Sore mouths, lipstick bleeding

Could another lip touch such a lip?
Not a greasy one
Nor a warm one
But a freezing mouth wanting,
to be thawed with a fiery kiss.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

My Lips

My lips are red
Flushed and swell
Larger hospitable
soft and comfortable
Aroused
Conscious
Gorgeous

Glossy,
Shiny
And moist
A plunge of the tongue
Exchange of saliva
Intercourse