Never.

LIPS OF LOVE WE ARE

FLAPPING OUR HEART WRENCHING SOUNDS

SPITTING IN COMPASSIONATE GENEROSITY

BLOWING KISSES WITH FERIOCITY

LIPS OF LOVE WE ARE

LAUNCHING HONEY GRENADES FROM OUR LIPS

THEY COLLIDE LIKE DANCING BUTTERFLIES

SCREAMING LITTLE BUTTERFLIES OF LOVE

THERE SHE KISSED

THERE SHE KISSED

AS THE CHURCH LIT UP!
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