Lips Poems - Poems about Lips

On the stage of life, I paint my lips crimson, a smile stitched with invisible thread, While the scar beneath my ribs sings a melody only I can hear. The halogen spotlights burn intensely, bleaching the shadows where my pain retreats, Like a sleeping child, small, forgotten, yet still breathing in the deafening silence. Pirouetting with borrowed grace, each...

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I can still feel your lips on mine, And your fingers tangled in my hair. I still smell your sweet perfume— It lingers softly in the air. It’s as if you're with me every hour, As if your love gives my heart its power. As if I’ve known you a thousand years— And would fall for you again through joy and tears. Won’t...

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a frown is a smile with naughty corners of mouth dragged down, to half-mast. stop wallowing in the mire ~ flip your lips to all ends up...

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"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire," drawing an ambience for dreamers to dream with watercolor whispers and acrylic zen ~ amorous, magnetic, and achingly alluring, dusted in mauve-winged wishes, as the moon’s crown sparkled in gold… O beloved crescent ~ that stirs my ink, love me like sultry sea waves, ...

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b r i n g your h~e~a~r~t c.l.o.s.e.r t h e r ...

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the sky holding back its secrets suddenly, the clouds part someone’s lips part; they’re caught in moment of yearning Tight restraint release like clouds opening to reveal the stars, waiting to whisper, even the heavens feels tension of desire sometimes hold back what they long to share until can’t Feeling silence listens to the heart holding its passion. ...

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from lips to God's ears y our true...

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Keep caramel hope in your sweet heart Let it guide you despite days so dark The Statue of Liberty may shed a tear But we shall not be moved from here Salty smiles vile white wicked words Try to knock down what you heard Content of chocolate character on display Never mind the hate be you you’re great If you weren’t why...

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Kiss my wet lips A whisper soft, yet all ears hear. Kiss my wet lips Real love my mouth gently sips, To wipe each trace of grief and tear. To let love exist without fear. Kiss my wet lips. . Written as a Rondelet: A French poem form...

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Sticky and red sweet with lies That loosen my head though I try To be logical embracing emerald eyes If you were my end happy to meet demise Lips that hook me with a kiss Helpless like a lined up silver fish What sort of passion you cherry create Warms my heart flushing my face Lips that are full like your heart Words that...

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Carry my whole heart in your pocket Send me to space with your rocket Color me willing without a cherry care Be so thrilling that I will double dare Dare to love despite the odds Of living it up among the gods I’m at a loss so it’ll be up to you To sweep us off to lovers moon Trace my lips with...

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The Early Years She is to entertain 20 people I fried up 20 cucumbers 5 lbs. Of okra In a grit and Parmesan cheese And bits of bacon in the batter Some spices, mace, cayenne , paprika Garlic and onion powder in the Bater*w/flour and eggs baking soda* I roasted a teriyaki style pork loin And sliced it thin with commercial Mixer, I mean...

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It is quite astonishing to hear and witness you not having caffeine on your lips as you never drink coffee. You have no allergies to it; however, you would rather drink the bland hot chocolate. For me this is a turnoff as I see hot chocolate as a metaphor for your immaturity. These are the...

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your name on my lips once tasted like beautiful poetry your name on my lips now tastes like cigarettes echoes of your laughter, echoes of your screams— they tell me to smile, they tell me to cry something that started under moonlight ended beneath dark clouds...

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The summer breeze lapped at my hair Firmly yet gently lifting each strand The warm caress of the sun Brought happiness to my weeping skin My lips parted as laughter Freely trickled down my chin My eyes lit a beaming path for my feet As I began my evening walk Abruptly I tripped and fell Soberly I looked around For the object of my humility And...

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