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These lips

My lips are getting lonely. They haven’t felt the pure
rush of love in the longest time.

I kiss others and it is all robotic and mechanical.  I feel
like no one will do it right again.  So much is wrong.

No feeling, no fun, no taste, too much, not enough and just
plain sad. I want to scream to them for not being you.

I miss it so very much. I loved how our mouths fit perfectly
and we knew exactly what to do to one another.

Kissing you was sheer perfection, the first was like we’d
done it for an eternity.

I never was afraid to try new things and you loved to
surprise me with fun little treats.

Every new set of lips  I bring to mine, its the same as the
last and all I can do is wait till its finished.

I think about you every time I connect with another, hoping
they will be just like you and I won’t be let down again.

Sadly, it never works out that great and I can’t get you
out of my head and let them do their thing.

I wish I could just let you go and clean you out of my head
and throw you away like you did to me.

Maybe I can’t because I know it wasn’t supposed to end
like it did. Our time wasn’t the right length and so much
is left undone.

I am incomplete and my soul aches for one more bit of
perfect. One more kiss from you and then I could die happy.

But it seems like I will never get that one last gift from
you, and it looks like I won’t die happy, but I’ll just
die alone.




Catt
Posted: 2007-05-31 19:20:52 UTC

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2007-06-01 12:22:26Chuck Shorter
This poem has real feeling! I would definitely like to talk to you as well. If you like you can contact me on either [email protected] OR [email protected]

2007-08-20 11:22:26Lydia
wow...really good writing