Sweet Lips That Lie Poem by devon da poet

Sweet Lips That Lie



Her lips are like dove beaks But they're as soft as butter.
Lip stick all over, as though they were dabbed. Crimson was the colour.
Lips are always deceiving though so appealing.
No matter the size or shape they are all the same.
Lips speak words so enticing, to believe is one's demise.
Especially when they're young, sweet lips that lie.

Across the road you can hear her whispering for power.
Exploiting her natural features, destroying other creatures.
She seduce so intricately, manipulating and demanding.
She never speaks her heart, never does she love.
A girl so beautiful that no one deserves.
On high heels she strolls, seeking to control.
The stature you possess is her only quest.

Her eyes are like binoculars, they can spot all your facial expressions,
So clever in her endeavor to devour.
Her ears are like sensors, they can hear your heart-beats.
But her lips are most venomous, they can put you to sleep.
As her lips move, they hypnotize, using word filled with sorcery
Her body sways as her lips goes up and down,
Using her long black hair to cover her frowns.
When she smile, its wiles and evil.
When she stare it's her devise for troubles.

Sitting with her legs crossed, she awaits a viable prey
With a skirt so short, attracting you near.
The skirt has long spits thus exposing her legs.
As smooth as they are, they're ideal for the kill.
With a sweet tone of voice, she pretends she needs help.
Bending over gently to expose some cleavage,
A trick that always work even on Sundays.

Lies and deceit, tricks and more tricks, design with the gifts that creeps.
She's scary but in a sexy way.
There's no sharing if it not payday.
Her foe is weak and vulnerable.
He is always in the wrong place at the wrong time, with the wrong stuff on his mind.
He's disobedient and forget to think sometimes,
Always falling for another lie.
The lips don't deny!
As sweet as they are and as sly as they may seem,
When it's their turn to burn,
There's no more sweetness around.

Monday, August 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
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