YOU ARE READING Pieces of Poetry Poetry Pursed 17 1 0 by dizzymizzlizzie by dizzymizzlizzie Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story One absent chapstick is missed Dearly. Lips crinkle In discomfort as the wind Lashes; brisk whips, But strengthen in number. Collars will have to cover For now.