Dost thou…

Dost Thou…

Dost thou lips betray me,
as they part, and give
way to profane beauty…


Dost thou words save me,
as they cool my mind
and help me realize simplicity…


Dost thou charm scare me,
as others love you,
almost same as me…


Dost thou love comfort me,
as harsh winds blow fierce
and bring me to you, my sincerity…


Dost the winds scare me
as the chances of them
taking you way from me,
is a possibility…


Other than the fact that the poem mentions lips in the first line,  I don’t think the picture has anything to do with the poem. I just wanted to show off the fact that I could draw somewhat realistic lips.

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