LIPSTICK

LIPSTICK

 

My lipstick is the color 

of autumn leaves;

 

it holds the satins of autumn

upon my lips;

 

Oh, how Dark Angel

Loves to kiss my lips,

 

My old lipstick dose the trick

But only in darken dreams.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 1990

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