Mum used to tell me
Don’t lick your lips when it’s cold
They’ll be sore and dry.
But lick them I did
Until I had learned to have
Simple self control.
Now my chapped sore lips
I wear as a badge of pride
Her daily pleasure.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/79cxvi/a_winter_haiku_poetryshort