Sweet Morning Lips
I long for your taste,
And the flavors of your love.
I long for your lips,
Like angels sweet temptations.
I long for the stars to glare at us,
With sensational envy
I long for me to be the moon,
To your ocean.
For
If there such a thing as destiny than my hands,
Will course through your silky skin,
And forever put a smile on your face.
On every sweet mornings,
I shall forever long to kiss your lips.
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