To Lips

Tulips
Are cut from Earthen bliss
Two Lips are pressed
Against a kiss

Tulips
Are blooming in a vase
Two Lips are smiling upon
A face

Tulips
Are red, just like the rose
Two Lips romantically
Speak of prose

Tulips
Die a watery death
Two Lips are stunned
And hold their breath

Tulips
No longer blossom here
Two Lips tasting
Salty tears

Tulips
Two Lips
To Lips...