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Chapped Lips
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I taste you still
on my lips
chapped from
your sudden
bite
Rubbing ointment
over the
wound
It helps somewhat
but somehow
your taste
is still
with me
I hold you
and yet
it is only
in
shade
Forsaken pleasure
in memory
Forgotten
seconds etched
like burning coals
over my
lips
Sometimes the
remembered
pain is
better to keep
then is the reality
of holding you
