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Barkley Layne Feb 2016
They speak
They gasp
They roar
They moan.

Those **** lips.

They smile
They bite
They temble
They yell.

These **** lips.

They suckle
They chuckle
They stutter
They sing.

Those **** lips.

They pry
They whisper
They lick
They kiss.

These **** lips.

He speaks
I listen
He kisses
I melt.

Those **** lips.
*the* definition of that slit in your face
SJ Stine Sep 2010
The endless cycle,
Or so it goes.
You pull me in,
Then let me go.
Tell me you want me,
Even if it's a lie.
That's all I need,
Just for one night.
I want to feel your rough hands,
Temble at your soft kiss.
You know what it takes
To send me into sure bliss.
I want to cry in your arms,
Laugh by your side.
I want to be the one you confess to,
The one that makes your eyes go wide.
I can only hope for this,
And not much more.
I can be your now,
Better than the ones before.

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