Lips Of Stone

If the words were written on your lips of stone
Would your desire be for me to kiss them off
One by one,
If my arms were bold as the sun and as strong as fire
Could they burn long and hard enough for you to feel free
Just to be someone close and warm as evening embers forming sighs
Stretching like a silken violet bridge through the silent welling skies,
If I came to you in lines of verse alone
One by one
Would your desire be for me to kiss them off
If the words were written on your lips of stone . . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-11-06 at 21:46

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