your beautiful lips—
how is it I so often bring you
an empty cup?
July 2, 2015 by Rosemerry
your beautiful lips—
how is it I so often bring you
an empty cup?
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged love, poem, poetry | 1 Comment
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Isn’t that the way they say it goes? We fear we’re bringing little more than empty cups to the lips of our beloved, when all the while they’re fearing they’re doing the same thing to us—neither of us seeing, instead, that both our cups are thoroughly sloshing.