Red lips

Red lips

Cherry soda pop,
Turkish delight,
Sinful surfs,
Livid licks.
These are the names
Stamped on my bullet
Capped Lipsticks in gold
Sensual flicks.
I reach for them in all Occassions.
For freedom,
For seduction,
For anger,
For love,
For rebellion
For you.
Each leave an angry mark against
My Sakura lips
Like a fighter’s fists breaking
Through the skin.
And I think to myself
With dark satisfaction,
That this is the colour that best
Suits the scorches of my soul
And the savagery within my smile

Author's Note

Hello, again my lovely readers. All I ask is you enjoy my work and tell me how it made you feel.