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Everlasting, unquestionable lips
Soothing the pain
Of all anguish and distress
To see them is a fantasy
But to taste is nothing short
Of a miracle
Only those lips
Can withstand the decaying
Of ones own spirit
Not only to relive
But to revive
A departed soul
That has set sail
On a journey
To the improbable end
And those particular lips
Could be only
To the one I love
And therefore,
Explains how they became
My fixation
My temptation
No longer do I ramble
Of its wonders
A simple notion
To embrace them
Am I in a dream?
Or a new found reality?
Whether it be a dream
Or this so called reality
All I can say for sure
I don’t want to leave
Nothing could possibly
Satisfy me more
Than spending
The rest of my days
In this place
For what once thought was love
I can see now is so much more
I can begin to tell you
How much I love her
But no simple
Four-letter word
Would ever do it justice
Love can only put the mind
So far into a description
But what I “love”
Is so much more
Than that word
Would ever describe
It’s not just the lips
It’s the smile
The face
The hands
The hair
The eyes
As soon as I come across
One of these blossom-like features
My entire being
Is overwhelmed with
Pride but at the same time
I also feel nervous
To be in the presence
Of what should be a god
Or at least an angel
Not sure of what will happen
I approach the tempting
Figure with a whole heart
And give her my four most precious
Tokens of my love
She cannot see it
But we both no that
It is there
And I have no worries
For I know that she will
Be careful with them
So she locks them tightly
Into an heavenly box
To only be opened by her
As of now,
She has and always will have
My heart
My soul
My eyes
And my love
My heart to be blessed
My soul to be pressed
My eyes to be the encrest
And my love
To always and forever
Cherish as her own