Chapped Lips
chapped lips,
unkissed for many years,
cracked and swollen,
like my stone cold heart,
these lips see only tears
hardly a reason for them to part
do they make chap-stick
for the lost and lonely heart?
if they do, tell me, don't lie
how would I apply it
the comforting balm
of waxy protection
from the ache that makes me cry
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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