The edges of my quivering lips…
I cry, and my tears
Stream down my cheeks,
Around the base of my nose,
Outlining and crossing over
The edges of my quivering lips.
On down to the bottom of my chin
Then to the nape of my neck;
The tears fall upon my naked
Breasts;
And are absorbed into my body-
To be recycled.
So that another tear may fall,
Down my cheeks,
Around the base of my nose,
Outlining and crossing over,
The edges of my quivering lips.
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