Oblivious Lips

Poem By JeanPierre Barakat

Lover, give me your sweetness
In this sun’s eclipse:
These shadows lay sleepless
Thoughts upon my fingertips.

Stay with me for a while.
I promise you’ll see sun’s light.
Together we shall beguile
Demons and angels in flight.

So press your warm, oblivious, lips
Upon mine, kiss me with encore.
Then we’ll drink some cupful sips
Of Love until we’re nevermore.

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