Sometimes I wonder
If your lips are more than hunny.
Defining the true angelic yet demonic
Taste of timeless
Heaven sent
Hell raised flavor
Your lips are the true definition of
Sweet tho also addicting.
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Traveler Beyond The North
PoetryAs a traveler sometimes we get lost in others lives. We fall in love, we make close friends. Hell we even lose sight of who we are by soul. Some a banded caravans and others like me, bound to be a one man caravan. Join me on the lost heart aching, l...
