November 17, 2003


I hold the presense
Of your kiss
In the tiny crevices
Of my red lips
And there it linguers
Causing my dizzyness
Curing this sickness
It throws my mind
Into a memory fit
And the feel of it
The taste of them
The moment we parted
Never fades from mind
In everything I do
When I talk to people
It's still there
Pressed deep to stay
I hope it won't fade away
I'll never wash these lips
And I'll never kiss another soul
This will be my piece of you
I will keep it close to me
How much closer can this get?
As the feeling runs to my heart
I can feel the same imprint
The same tenderness
Right in the very center
Of my red thumping heart
So if this feeling does fade
Does leave my tender lips
I know that it will still lay
In my heart of bliss.

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