April 10, 2014
This lip against that lip
This hip against that,
I’m like the boy scout
Who can’t stop rubbing
Things together
Hoping to make fire
This lip against that lip,
This hip against yours,
Drawing more from this
Pot of coal than I
Ever deserve,
This lip thick with
The taste of your
The hip dipped deep
Bound to strike flame
Or at least oil
This lip against that lip
This hip against that.
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