lipstick
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This sadness
Sits idly in my chest
Like an unseen counterweight
Pulling my heart towards the earth-
begging for rest.
I beg for rest, too
I beg for clarity
I love the color periwinkle and I love the smell of rain. I love the touch of skin to skin, I love cats. I love fuzzy socks and onesies and I love crazy lip colors.
Lipstick on the lisp,
from taking sweet sips of tea.
Unwinding after a long day
even making it is therapeutic
boil the water,
steep the tea,
Watch those eyes,they'll pierce holes in your soul.
Watch that smile,It'll cut your heart in half.
Be weary of that walk,It'll stop the oxygen in your lungs.
I saw a smuge of eyeliner
on her sunned, freckled cheek
I wish I didn't have to watch her shimmy
sighing hard
into her jeans
or smearing her lipstick
on a dry dark mouth
pink lips
pink hair
cartwheels
i dont care.
sunglasses
wineglasses
kisses on the run.
short skirts
outskirts
i hate everyone.
The Invisible Lady
This lady paintsHer face without makeupAnd she wears no skirtsOr dressesShe is the eye of manyEven though she publiclyIs the face of distain
