Your lips tasted
like the stars
i never got to see
because of the cities
bright lights.
And once our lips connected,
Meteors fell down to earth,
And the ground beneath us started crumbling.
For it was the end of the beginning,
And I couldn't have been more un-afraid.

with a couple words like Je T'aime I wasn't really
impressed with the way your tongue glided over
your lower lip or the way your eyes shot up like
fireworks on the Fourth of July, which reminded
me of the last time I met someone like you right by
the Colosseum: was I meant to be intertwined with a
historic love or have my heart coded with places I
wouldn't forget such as your arms during the morning
light when we are hidden under the sheets, hoping your
mother wouldn't come in her satin pink robe and sharp
tongue because she said she was too young to be a grandmother
(she said she loved the color of my eyes, brown like mine
were too rare to find) and for a moment, I believed her when she
said I should pack up my bags and find another city to fall in
love with because you'd drag me under the ground and make me
a ruin just the way your father did to her. It was hard to believe
the words springing from her blood, but I left a photograph of myself
in your pocket and ran to where my legs took me. In a matter of months, when I heard a couple of words like Te Amo, I knew it was to start again.

If we where to see each other again,
would the flames burst out of
our eyes, or would water come
rushing in from the fantasy of lust-fullness.
We could have fun,
we could reminisce on the sounds my
room made when you came.
Skin to skin,
Lip to Lip,
My finger nails into your back.
Slowly penetrating down your spine.
Harder, faster, Deeper, Slow and steady.
I've left my mark on you plenty of times,
and you've heard innocence eluding
my body with every moan that leaked from my lips.
If we where to see each other again,
Darling please walk away.

Of all things, I am a sucker for a red lip
Especially when on a stranger
It makes me think, what are they thinking
And
Who is their perfect red lip for
But ill just be selfish and believe it’s for me
As I glance at their red lip from afar

Of all things, I am a sucker for a red lip
Especially when on a friend
That I hardly know
I still wonder who that red lip is for
And with my hello
I’ll still wish someone would wear a red lip for me

Some guys will leave lip prints on your body that will fade away, but will leave cuts in your heart that will last forever.