We were not much
But our mouths
They were everything.
Our hearts would never
Beat together
But our lips synced
Lie the moon and waves
It was not much
Teeth, tongue and hollow caves.
And your taste,
It would take my words hostage.
Your bleeding lips,
Blowing smoke,
Would dip into comatose.
Your teeth with icy tips,
Dug into my soft skin
Involuntary sounds
You made me speak gibberish.
There was not much,
Parched lips,
Curse words
Some loved, some hurt.
It all made sense
In our mouths
It didn't feel like much
It felt like everything.