Through the Lips

I want to feel

A desperate need

And love of life

A torrent of life force

To hold me by the shoulders

And shake me, shake, shake

Until my soul leaves its lips and flies, flies

To the skies

Flitting this way and that

Feeling the sun on its wings

As it soars ever higher

Into nothingness

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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