Your lips dream dreams of their own.
Their tiny brains only have room for good memories of kisses.
A lifetime of kisses filled with great warmth and promise.
When they wake up, they are at peace, smile, whisper thanks.
When you wake up, you tell your lips to shut up.
They have brains, but no ears.
Angry words are a good morning workout for them,
but directed at them, fall on deaf lips.
You need to think them to shut up,