Hope this is the right place. I didn't mean to post another poem so soon after I posted one, but I had a conversation that made me want to right this..
If my lips weren’t cool and sweet,
but instead were hot and sour,
would it they still be the lips you seek,
that you want to devour?
If my eyes did never blink
just greedily stare
would you hold my gaze, or would it be
just too much to bear?
If my hands weren’t soft and slow,
but desperately grasping
as they clawed at your hair,
would you start laughing?
If my heart did not just flutter,
but instead pumped so hard,
would your pretty image of me,
be forever marred?
If lips were not sealed,
and I let out a moan,
would you leave me in disgust,
leave me all alone?
And if my packaging was broken,
so cruelly torn apart,
would you toss me away,
or keep me in your heart?

