Lipstick Poems - Poems about Lipstick

He smothered her with lipstick kisses, every part of her body aroused Where within her he had lit a raging fire; that just couldn’t be doused Under his experienced hands as becomes submissive without any will Opening her love gently enters with a view of the inner demons to kill With his lipstick lips pressed against her breast her...

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Lip stick and pinned up hair and filters. Pouting and peace signs. Toilet selfie and different floral dresses, the flowers unfurled and colours of passion. Forced expressions and emoji captions. This is what I see on social media. Who can tell what is real about it, all the girls look the same and they look...

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Ballerina shoes pink Miss majestic magenta Fresh as a rose red Fairest faintest nude Paris, New York pleasure Lipstick colors in red, purple, beige, pink and brown...

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act i: walk down the strip, the neon lights casting a gaudy glow on the fray. i meet my dealer, a facilitator of welcome distraction, and we exchange nods. i take a bump, and the rush is immediate. the stripper, a sinuous seductress, beckons me over, and I'm drawn to her fire. we make out, our...

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Once upon a time, God butterfly kissed America. but American leadership turned arrogant this flavor of arrogance has no soul mirror. for it feels it is perfect and brilliant and must control the dull and disfigured. Know God is donning black lipstick America is bracing for the icy kiss it is futile to fight-flee or hide pray that the good people are spared. Nothing...

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Luscious lips smelling of lavender Inspiring cranberry kiss Presenting poetic purple bliss Sucking on chocolate neck Timid yet teal tender caress Interesting emerald eyes Calling for comfort cherry cries Keeping me hotter than July...

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A blank stare into nothingness Suddenly I looked up as something caught my eye A very pretty girl saunters in and buys herself a coffee And perches herself cross-legged upon a cleared table in front of me Among the crowded cafe din with cackling clucking hens The mystery girl dressed divinely looking like a Bird of paradise She flicks her hair...

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Signed sealed delivered I'm yours Words of affirmation in your letters of love Vintage cursive feelings flow from the ink of your pen I discover my reflection as I reread the note again Each time is like the first time I can't stop reading Or thinking About you, the book I don't want to put down The book we're still writing, my...

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Depression is not treated by putting on lip stick you stand in the mirror and put on the tears snot drooling in your mouth behind the curtains awaiting to go out on stage and face an eager audience depression stings like a bee you painfully feel it you can't hide by journaling writing poetry being clinically...

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No matter what you do in samsara in the effort to improve samsara, improve yourself, improve others, it’s still samsara. All effort, all improvement, never leaves the wheel, but that doesn’t mean there’s only the wheel. The wheel is what spins, ever-changing, the embodiment of impermanence, but what it spins in spins around, spins for, is another story altogether. (8/19/23)...

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Her red lipstick May feel good For a moment On your skin The way It blends in perfectly With your tattoos But I blur Her memory When My lips Leave bruises On your neck While I feel The vibration Of your pulse screaming Underneath my fingertips Did she ever Make it a habit? Meditating with How your...

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Our first romance was Satan’s pressed buttons In my presence, her blouse lost three buttons. And I, helper, to fix back the buttons While she had it on and watched my patterns, Leave giving my eyes to meet a buxom They were just bound to decide was awesome! Knocking opportunity quite handsome, My coughs, then, began to be troublesome… Also, the handiwork...

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She knows not what she Does when she puts her lipstick on Men become lions to tame When she puts her lipstick on She paints her lips a masterpiece of red...

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Puts her lipstick on She is then most beautiful When she smiles that way...

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Someone left a mark On my Cadillac Car The lipstick is fresh A statement of Love Is it the love for me or my car Or did you trip And your lip fell on the car...

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