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my lips
by Mary E. Hill

in the rear view mirror i saw my lips
so red and still so moist.

the taste of you lingered, like the taste of wine,
like the first time i touched you,
the first time we stood close enough to feel
and the first time our lips melted together.

it is unfair, the amount of passion spent,
the deluge of emotions wasted,
the fact that we go our seperate ways.
i want to stay in your car... your arms,
take you home and wake with you in the morning.

i want to be the passion that pulls you from sleep
as you turn in the night and find me
and the fire that lights in your eyes
when the day is done.

in the rear view mirror i saw my lips
pray he won't notice when i get home.
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Poem ID: 7927   Poem Posted: 10/2/1998
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