Those Lips

Those lips, yet again,
stir something within me.
Though I don't know what it is,
I'll attempt to articulate it.

Perhaps it's the longing to kiss
such soft looking lips
Sitting upon a face intricately,
Yet simply, and clearly, beautiful.

Or perhaps it's just my curse,
To feel this lack of intimacy
Within the unfathomable depths
Of my chest. Those lips, yet again...

-Randy Chavarria Thursday, May 1, 2008 7:52 AM

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