When I Sip From Your Lips Poem by Brian Kilpatrick
When I Sip From Your Lips
When I sip from
The gentle pools of your lips
Pools of passion into which I dip
I am overwhelmed when you sip
Without your turquoise pools
Long lonely desert nights
I am left to endure
Where I fill my nights
With dreams of our flights
To the ecstasy filled pools of passion
Filled with our loves delights
Deep in to the night
We hold each other tight
Trying not to drown
In the wells of moonlight
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