"Dry lips" freewrite poetry by seifiro

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In the sky

the twilight of a purple perennial stretches,

the nuance of the fire caressing gently the clouds.

Now, you listen on earth to that melody of fire

as enveloping as the first kisses were

of those red lips that you remember

delicious as wine,

blessed as a divine air given by God himself

and with which you recover all your strength.

Memories of that love lit like the clouds of the distant summer,

in colors marked by voluptuousness that went out

when the mantle of night falls.

Now, you live with your dry lips waiting to drink from the twilight again.

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