The way you form your lips to kiss.
The way you move your lips to eat.
The way you lick your lips in anticipation.
Of giving me a lover's peck on the cheek.
The way your lips pout when you're pouting
At something I've done.
The way your lips part when you
Maybe take a drag on a cigarette
Although I've never seen you smoke.
The thin slices of pizza it looks like
You're slipping into your mouth
When you speak.
You're proud of your kisses,I need them,
And they do a number of things to me.