Your Lips..

Posted on 15th Jul 2020 by rohit kumar

Lips sweet as sugar,

how to touch them I linger.

Lips that enslave me with their grandeur,

just to see them near I ponder.

 

Upper so tender, lower so exquisite

when together makes me avid;

when drenched, they yearn to be perceived;

when arid, they desire to be embraced;

 

Lips that laugh, lips that smile

with your prongs makes me eye.

Lips that moan, lips that sigh,

takes me to a loathsome high.

 

Lips of love, lips of ire,

lips of sweetness, lips on fire,

lips of golden heavenly mire,

hope they won't leave me in dire.