Chapped lips
Wrinkles and ridges
Bumps and curves
Hills and valleys
Left unexplored
The signal of a newcome season
That just so happens to bring about vast discomfort
What would occur if we let it linger?
For just a moment longer
Instead of retreating to the safety of a balm
Or an oil
Or even a gloss
What if we took the chance
To look beyond the easy fix
But why even bother?
Unnecessarily put yourself through
A feeling that has been averted for centuries
No need to be a hero
Just put on the aquaphor
Let yourself enjoy the relief
Of resolving
What could have been your breaking point today
It ties us together
Each wrinkle
Each curve
Because who even are we
If it weren’t for our chapped lips