• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 10
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High Sea Salvation

Your lips are the salt of the sea,
the wind through my sails,
the infinite deep.

Your lips are the ride of a life,
the paint on my skin,
the roar of high waves.

Your lips are rose petals from God,
the kiss of ambrosia,
the peace felt within.

Your lips are laced with red wine,
the peak that is sought,
the smooth sailing sky.

Your lips are sweeter than sugar,
the path laced in honey,
the nectar I crave.

Your lips are an angel on earth,
the truth born from love,
the core come to life.

Your lips are a song of salvation,
the pulse of pure heart beats,
the thump in my chest.