You are that foreign particle who comes and touches my lower lip, and then my upper lip falls. I zip my mouth. Part of you tries to enter my alimentary canal, some lingers on the (zipped) lips itself. But you never suceed to enter into the alimentary canal. Parts of you rolls between soft palate, hard palate and throat. Yet, when stimulations reach to let you travel from lip to lip, a stomach swells reaching its hybridization state. Believe me, I try to band aid you by fingers, but you spill before it's time, always. Hence you are my secret. From Johnny's sugar to honey bunny or '0' related or any sort of serious confidentiality, the history repeats itself. 💪🙂 #youremysecret #draperil