round bell, square world

Feeling the plump of your lips,

not the inversion of your mouth.

To seek in the eyes of another provides.

The burning tender part!

Its flavor bruises my regret.

Her arms sheets of water,

tidal waves of love,  spilling into no-cups.

I see you;

your effort is crazy beautiful.

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