Precious Sips written by James Bell at Spillwords.com

Precious Sips

Precious Sips

written by: James Bell

@bel_avocat

 

Red wine, frozen in time, carelessly dripped from her seemingly clay cold lips
Her love, measured in oh such precious sips
Came fleetingly in fractured dreams as a sign
I still lie awake, the truth unsaid, waiting to taste her long since forgotten ruby lips on mine

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