Tu lips

. . . and if u chose

to memorize

a pair of lips

each day

carried them

to a moment

of silence

and recollection

traced and

retraced them

with pencil

and tongue

lips of a stranger

pressed into

book of flesh

and memory

two stanza

crimsom’d poem

carved into face

where breath

and meaning

might escape.

If u chose

to know

two lips

by heart

by lesser things

like touch

in.dent.ation

with teeth

beneath

softest lips

with tongue

would those

parted seas

swallow

this war?