Sallys Lips

by Dogma I

She's not the same girl.
They never are.
I remember when I tasted them.
Her lips.
Different feeling to it it was.
Beautiful like her though?
Nah, never.
Of course they never are.
But that curiosity attracts me.
Maybe its just her lips.
Maybe its just the memory of who she reminds me of?
It doesn't matter now anyway.
She's gone too.
Yup.
Now they're both gone.
And it feels like again to me.
Even though I know it wasn't truly her.