I don't feel a thing because
I don't allow myself to...
And yet I keep it going
Mouth to mouth resuscitation -
Resuscitating... resurrecting
Just enough emotions - feelings to
Keep it going... growing into
An addiction, ensnaring him
With honey dripping from the
Nectar filled lumps of lips
Sucking the top and bottom
Dry of any lies that might be
Spoken but aren't allowed to in this
Lip lock - keys thrown away in
An embrace - head held in the
Hands where the key dangles
Inches from the lock that
Could be popped with just a
Flick of the tongue...
We'd both come undone in
More ways than one.
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