Your lips

I labour, hands in
dirt, hot sun on my back.
All I have to offer 
is my heart, 
in this month of
your zodiac.

It's the first day
of the week,
the sun is beginning 
to set.
I search for words
and metaphors, yet
your lips, 
the goal i've set. 

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