Monday, August 5, 2019

my lovers lips are dead

mY LoveRs LiPs
ARe DeAd.
+++++++++++

My Lovers Lips
are
Not Like Others,

My Lovers Lips
are
Dead;

but
She comforts
me
Beneath
The Covers.

(and soothes
The
Reptiles
In My Head.)

+

Her Soul was
Pimped
for Thirteen
Seconds,

of Fame She
Didn't Live To
See,

Yet she's existed
longer
than I'd reckoned!

(In A Machine
of
Edited Memories.)

+

My Lovely's
Face
is Not Like
Others

My Lovely's
Face
is Flat,..

she grew
up
In A House
of
Brothers,

who'd
Beat
Her
when She
Laughed.

+


 I
 
try to tell
Her

Life has
Purpose,

but it's
hard Instilling
Her
with Faith,

when
Conditioned
to feel

like 
She's 
Worthless!

(Or 
Tool 
To
Violate)

+

And yet..

My Lovers
Kiss
is Not Like
Mine,

My Lovers
Kiss
is Warm,..

defying
Death
and All 
of
Time!

(In Spite
Life's Many
Storms.)

+

She saved
My Soul
from Inner
Torment,

the
Moment that
I
Saw Her
Smile,..

for My
Love is
still quite
Innocent!

(and
Shall
Never
Be
Defiled.).

J.stephen.h.

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