I want your lips.
Not your hands,
Not your mouth,
Your lips.
The ones that taught me.
The ones that urged me to see.
The ones that brought me to life.
Those lips are the ones I dream of.
The ones I never got to touch.

I want your lips.
Not your hands,
Not your mouth,
Your lips.
The ones that taught me.
The ones that urged me to see.
The ones that brought me to life.
Those lips are the ones I dream of.
The ones I never got to touch.
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