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Thursday, 19 February 2015

Lips ...

They were like Spilled colors
All over a kid's coloring page
Some accidental
Some so intended 
Like sinful cravings of dark matter
Hidden under caves of long thickened spiderwebs
And they knew to travel
Spin fast through galaxies 
And bombard into tiny expanding endless curved miracles 
They were beautiful and graceful
Like pearls and diamonds sliding off from porcelain skin
They were whore-ish
Like the detailed haziness in an escort's smile
They were so multi dimensional
So intense and so simple
So exotic and so native
Your lips.

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