What Lips My Lips Have Kissed
Tasted have i the lips of many
and all by time and chance came to me.
I had no choice than to meet my lips with theirs in coerced manners .
'that not out of love not burning passions
But in one choice less fashion
What lips my lips have kissed
It's not a query to rack my mind over
In a reflective session I gaze beyond in time 's vault.
I've ever kissed the lips of poverty and its taste left me dry rattling in the gentle breeze.
I kissed death on her dark lips and t' was heavenly grace that rescued my poor Soul.
The lips of pain have i kissed with her pang feeling like a thousand needles pricking
What gaping hole was left in heart at the second heartbreak kissed me with her dripping-Judas lips
I've flirted and kissed of life's many atrocities.
I did it not for love;for t'is so life is...
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