My lips reveal a love
Like the taste of a green apple-sour and refreshing,
Reveals the true nature of love
When unwanted words
Wounded and unsmooth exit from my lips
Reveal the naked truth
My lips become alive
Whenever I talk to you
Like colored grapes in the summer
Like a kiss of wind on my shoulder
Under the new moon
When the delicate petals sway lightly on my feet
When a happy shout cracks the bell of my conscious mind
A bare dream
A hidden secret
A happy thought
Run across my lips
Shahla Latifi
September 15th, 2018
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Author:
Shahla Latifi (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
I looked at your lips and I agree with your poem... great write. I love to read what you write.
Dear Rodriguez,
Thank you for making me feel appreciated.
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