Lips Of Ruby Red Fantasy

You have lips every man would want to dine on Fast for and drink poison from Till they feel faint with fatigued. Like lemon & lime drops of bittersweet desire You'll give your kisses, wings over the sea She'll bring you spices for your soul. She'll be your temple when you're dreaming She'll have your back when the fire's circle She'll feed and fill your heart with song. For her lips, a man would gladly drown, belong. To be rescued, to be found. Given sucker and lustre to their miserable lives?