Duct Taped
I'm kissing my own lip:
Carbon Dioxide molecules are racing out of the narrow throat;
For every intake the diaphragm is pressured downward with injections of cavities.
I'm kissing my own lip:
Serving my wandering mind that longs for skeletal pillows;
Wishing that my lip would be your jaw.
The eye then dreams:
Forehead to forehead;
Nosebridge to nosebridge;
Words collide with every testament of earthly foolishness;
An exchange of souls;
Repeatition of step one;
I LOVE YOU.
grasseseatcows
4/28/2005 11:40:00 AM