Your lips are soft as clouds in the sky,
They must have been sent from heaven on high.
They are so sweet they taste like wine,
God couldn't have made them any more fine.
They curve so subtle and yet so defined,
They are a masterpiece and so refined.
I kissed them once and uuuhhh I sighed,
They melt me like butter way deep inside.
I want to feel them on all my skin,
But alas it would be a naughty sin.
So hold that thought in the dark of the night,
In our dreams..... till GOD says its right.