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Your Lips…

Lips taste of honey

Sweet straight from the comb

Wine ages on your lips

Place to place I roam

To have one sliver

One small trickle

Of your lips… your lips

Let me see you giggle

Just to watch your lips move

I’d stare in a trance

Watch them pucker and drip

Hoping for the chance

To taste to drink to slurp

Your sweet lips… your lips

You can stand still

As my mouth sips

Decadent in my mouth

Delightful in my tummy

Mmm mmm

Boy that was yummy