Morphine Lips

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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 03/17/2021
Created 11/25/2007
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If I flicked my last penny into a wishing well
Made a wish for a good man to walk my way
He would smile at me with morphine lips
That could kiss sweet addiction into my hips

His hands would speak easy able to please me
All the way from my head to my curling toes
His double jointed kama sutric ways
Would make me do cartwheels in the sky

His devilishly handsome bedroom eyes
Will exude smoky sweet dark chocolate sighs
And whenever he feverishly looks my way
His longings will beg me to come hither and stay

Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really needs
Pop rock hips and morphine lips
Is what a woman really wants
Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really loves

Surely when he comes a knockin' on my front door
He'll always have a treat for me and never a trick
And when he makes love to me like a real man should
He'll make me feel like a real woman could

His cocaine mind will soothe all of my sorrows
As we sail together into promised tomorrows
Never ever in need of any pennies to borrow
But surely the yellow brick road we'll follow

Oh no he'll never leave me shaken or stirred
Even when dangerous situations occur
'Cause he's much more suave than Bond
And way clever than Sherlock ever was

Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really needs
Pop rock hips and morphine lips
Is what a woman really wants
Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really loves

Yeah when I finally meet my mystery man
With morphine lips and speak easy hands
I'lll love him with both feet off the ground
I'lll love him with the best part of my heart

'Cause he'll have real class and style
That stretches beyond a mere mile
And he'll make it surely worth my while
Making more than my Mona Lisa smile

Indubitably we'll swing on over into paradise
In his custom candy blue wheels built for two
Dizzily leaving behind all of life's feigned regrets
'Cause our love will be as true as the moon is blue

Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really needs
Pop rock hips and morphine lips
Is what a woman really wants
Morphine lips and sugar pop hips
Is what a woman really loves

Oohhhhhh how I crave me a mystery man
With sugar pop hips and morphine lips
To kiss kiss kiss all night long
Underneath the jitterbug moon

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unpredictablebijouunpredictablebijouover 15 years ago
very nice

You have a real skill with lyric poetry. Your lines are graceful and original, and I like that they have some rhythm but not enough to bash the reader over the head. Well done!

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 16 years ago
Nice!

This poem was mentioned in Tuesday's New Poems Reviews.

Thanks for the read!