puckered lips
calling me
pushing me
with extacy
first kiss
now last
all are gone
forever past
tortured soul
privied mind
hidden from me
never to find
i still love
but only just
creaking hinges
carnal rust
I am here
you are gone
holding my phone
on the lawn
i like the cold
it stays with me
something you
could never see
closed heart
alone again
protected by
my blanket of sin
puckered lips
now from pain
pulling you
i must refrain
now i wait
for your return
for only you
my lips do burn
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