My lips are silent

My world beyond my lips are silent

On you I wait

And still you’re not here

Cowering deep in your fear

While your fire and desire

Swallows you in white powder

Alcoholic bliss

My world beyond my lips are silent

Love me would you please

Remove fear from your soul

Come with me, let us go far from here

Let us love

Let us love

Tomorrow may be too late

Don’t hate yourself

For your fire is real

And my desire is help captive

While I wait for your lips on mine

Each time I see your face

My body, my heart, my soul begins to ache

I need your taste

I need your kiss

I need your flesh on my body

And yet

The world beyond my lips are silent

I know love has knocked on my door

And still it flies away…

And I stand here, and still I wait while

I see you in your ‘created life’ the need to hide your secret

Your desirous shame

Still I can’t blame you all the way

Being what we are, and what we desire carries a toll of hate

From society, religion, family, and self.

Still the world beyond my lips are silent

And I remain keen and aware of the real you

How you explored my body with such fire

With such desire

I, once again find myself in a another losing battle

Where are you besides pixelated images online?

I wish I could steal you away

I wish I could have my way with you again.

I miss your breathy smell

I miss your skin

I miss your laugh

I miss our secret

I miss your fire

I miss your desiring me

I miss desiring you

I miss our lips locked in taboo passion

Still the world beyond my lips are silent

Silent to hide our secret

Our passions

Our whimpering’s

Our kisses

Our shared mutual wanting’s.

Please don’t punish me with your absence

I need your frustration

I need your presence

I need your secret

I need your smile

I need your nervousness

I need your weakness

I need your secret on my door step

And still my world beyond my lips are silent

And I am waiting for you….

 

 

 

 

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