Poetry: Sticky lips

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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Sticky lips

The color of your breath and the taste of your tongue A sweet rainbow scent and the texture of that junk Newborn pink rose, mixed with ocean deep blue Didn’t imagine how sweet it would be to feel it, so true You swallow the beauty of that fluffy cloud looking candy They say it’s sticky and messy but... Sign in to see full entry.

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