Lip Service Poem by Soul StillWaters

Lip Service

My lip, honeyed lip
Littered words
Gushingly fountain
To usher and truddle
Chirming away untamed
Marred, unsolicited

Sweet lips
Caringly readied
Eased conveyor
With intent

Serving lips
Unattached to its rumbles
Mumbling every nibble
Fiddle here or there
Bond to none

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Why do we say things, we do not mean. Even at times it is done thoughtfully
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