Shahla Latifi

My Lips



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


  • rrodriguez

    I looked at your lips and I agree with your poem... great write. I love to read what you write.

    • Shahla Latifi

      Dear Rodriguez,
      Thank you for making me feel appreciated.

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