Lips

Don't bite those,
fair skins spill
amorous secrets
to the careless
inquisitve world,

they give away
delicate tales
of endless passion
meant to be kept
between just two!

skins cant bear  torture
And not breathe a single word,
They cant bear pain galore,
And still go unseen, unheard,

Instead let lips trace
on  thankful delicate skins
Random poetry,
Redo able
readable
on future lovely evenings.