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