Bold slick red lipstick I wear for you.
It teases your imagination of what could.
It anticipates a feeling that we should.
Stained, but I don't mind being tainted.
I'm real.
I'm passionate.
We are imperfect.
Never tried to be anything else.
What you see is what you get.
I tell you that so you know what to expect.
Nothing more or nothing less.
My red lips are all you need to know.
Don't go looking for more.
Curiosity is why I'm here.
To fulfill your thoughts.
I'm here stained with red waiting until you give in and ready for you to give up.
About the Creator
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Understanding, Learning, Living, Loving, And Enjoying Life.
Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
By Jazzy 2 days ago in Confessions
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