If Lovers Had Lips

If lovers had lips
With which to kiss
Thy world would be torn apart

Twisted in the fist
Of that which created it
The lover's lips gently touch
A first
The world is changed
Ripped open for all to see
By the touch of these two souls
Shrouded in black
The cape is thrown off
And dark becomes pure
As these lover's lips
They do touch

Thy world would be torn apart
If lover's had lips
With which to kiss

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