Thursday, October 12, 2017

my lovers lips are dead

mY LoveRs LiPs
ARe DeAd.
+++++++++++

My Lovers Lips
are
Not Like Others,

My Lovers Lips
are
Dead;

She comforts
me
Beneath
The Covers.

(and soothes
The
Reptiles
In My Head.)

Her Soul got
Pimped
for Thirteen
Seconds,

of Fame 
She
Never Lived 
To See,

but shes existed
longer
than I"d reckoned!

(In A Machine
of
Edited Memories.)

+

My Lovely's
Face
is Not Like
Others

My Lovely's
Face
is Flat,..

she grew
up
In A House
of
Brothers,

who'd
Beat
Her
when She
Laughed!

+

 i
try to tell
Her

Life has
Purpose,

though  
it's
hard Instilling
One
with Faith,

when
Conditioned
to feel

Odd
and
Worthless.

(Like
A
Tool Most
Others
Hate.)

+

and yet,

My Lovers
Kiss
is Not Like
Mine,

My Lovers
Kiss
is Warm,..

defying
Death
and All 
of
Time.

(In Spite
Life's Many
Storms.)

+

She saved
My Soul
from Inner
Torment,

the
Moment that
I
Saw Her
Smile,..

for My
Love is
still quite
Innocent!

(and
Shall
Never
Be
Defiled.).

J.stephen.h.



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