I Miss Your Lips

I miss your lips. The tingle that sends vibrations throughout my body, Running rampit. As the calm before the storm.   The tingle that sends vibrations Throughout my body. No longer alone. Mindful. As an infant in need of care. No longer hungry.   No longer alone. The comfort of your lips. An unkempt need that drips Into reality. Mindful. An enticing attraction.   The comfort of your lips. A seduction that provokes each Second. As the veil is thrown a side. Calmly becoming nirvana.   A seduction that provokes Each second. Running rampit, The calm before the storm. I miss your lips