Bud Lips Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bud lips

Be kind and for God’s sake
Question mine; you answer.

Why am I confused?
Prey’s love refused?

I beg you be aware
I am tied, connected
So attached to your face
That lose words on my path
Head morass; a dream entangled
Mesmerized and idle, I sit and admire
Love and life, beauty, and want, and desire
Attracted, intrigued, am I and, a nun in cathedral
Rosary and praise every word, as honey for the bear

So please for God’s sake
With mercy do answer
Where, when, how?
Can I kiss your bud lips?