Wednesday, 21 May 2014
POETRY WEDNESDAY: Lemonade Lips [original]
you taste like the summer sunrise
you pop and bubble right before my eyes
I take the memory of you down with me
of when we were dancing in the sweet warm rain
and when you placed your head on my shoulders on the moving train
and when we sang about our feeling that we just couldn’t explain
I want your lemonade lips upon mine again
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