Love's Development
Need to kiss a set of new lipsYou cringe feeling my touch,
Like a mutilated sample.
Torn but mended
Relapse to repeat
Built and stitched
Like a garment too production
To disregard or toss away.
Plastersol my life together again.
I wanted to be your
Channel jacquard,
But you left me
Like a rejected sample
Too many times.
Now I cover my basis
And flat lock stitch
My life back together.
New lips on the horizon
Silluette drawings
Burning hearts only
Reconfirm to boundaries
Set by the merchant
250 blank styles this time
Measured in sync
With the holes in my heart.
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